[Intro] What's life about? You don't go through it as a man's man You should s** it up, take the fall Do the time That's made you who you are That makes you what you are Semi Six As I jump out of planes over Belize in the Fall Perform a combat roll just to even the fall like Steven Segal Im rockin' amethyst chains coppin' cannabis strains I can a**ist dames With takin' they clothes off in closed loft Got blowed off Hit it and dozed off ona gold cloth This ain't rap these are lucid dreams Im sellin' baby powder to stupid fiends in humid scenes You fall short Im a stalwart sellin' what yall snort With twin queens sippin' Jim Beams ona ball court Im a trackstar with his strings tied Sippin' Jack Daniels with black damsels, ring side I drove off in a clean ride And fiends cried Sean Rosati I'm eatin' pop corn watchin' PAWG p**n Postin' my music all up on these blog forums Watch the cops swarm from this god born chop form Once the album drops I ain't gon' stop tourin' I gave the co*k to tina drinkin' aquafina Copped the visa then flew on a jet stewardess wet Groove on the set boost the effects soothing the vets With j**els that I flex with unusual techniques I'm up in the mix luxury whips Ladies with the lovely tits and bu*tery hips Im in a cla**ic corvette with a ratchet who*e wet I trashed her corset in the forest next to the road Morse code on the orange robe Tourin' the globe under the foreign strobes pourin' poems Morning strolls on the beach scrolls of my speech patterns I reach Saturn while you keep scatterin' it's flatterin'