[Verse 1] Well, well I'm that far, I'm past Mars Yea I'm past tuned in My heart is filled with Half roses other half ruins At the fact that Hip Hop Had been attacked I watch Yo MTV Raps And suddenly became attached Like back in the day When I was just a little kid again My uncle's doobies lit again Now the Fugees' the sh** again And I was just so innocent "did I commit a sin again?" I took some rappers from the 90's And became they synonyms Thats how they get at him Turn rap into a sh** show Life is hard; Ill go far Cause thats how that sh** goes Now they approach, Like Myke "How you plan to KICK flow?" In air max 95's Because that's the year I miss most [Hook] So I kick my feet up Let my hair fall down It's been an error in time I can tell that now Q, open the sack Let the smell fall out I'm just sitting; having visions Uncle Elroy's Couch [Verse 2] Well, well, well La di da di we likes to party Til the muthaf**in' sun comes up Let's get retarded And puff puff pa** Til I ask that you pa** me No zig zag, no drig drag Get yo a** in that back seat Do not hara** me Im lyrically wound tight And don't call me a rapper Cause that just doesn't sound right See rappers want plays They just wanna get paid And not even make an impact They the Kwame Brown type But me I'm bout Hip Hop Let's not get that Kris Kross With how I'm neglected Or just how big my head gets Cause I'm spitting fire to the bottom of the bong Every time I make a song We can call that a Res hit And NO The FEDs get nothing bout this beat getting k**ed On the spot, then thrown from a dock I am not gonna stop Cause Hip Hop, yes it needs me Yo average n***a, taking this rough life easy [Hook] So I kick my feet up Let my hair fall down It's been an error in time I can tell that now Q, open the sack Let the smell fall out I'm just sitting; having visions Uncle Elroy's Couch [Outro] So ugh.. Tell Case 1 to roll another one And um... Ima go dip into that 6 pack of Pabst Blue Ribbion Just chill Have a good time Well, well, well, well