(Verse 1 @SirCapo)
Don't try to talk some (S) to me cause I'm a hybrid
This rosy white skin hides brown from before the hymen popped
Stop for what, why, you got something to say?
Each morning I wake up SO ready to murder the day
Swaying off murder today, I'm smoking Jeffrey Dahmer
Trace my finger on the greenery, wish I was the farmer
And sometimes on the daily I won't blaze for the karma
Ain't nothing holding me back, but it'll be there tomorrow
A smart stoner, live (B)oner, reachin' for the (P)anties
Got you thinkin' of Danny Brown, that head on stage stanny,
Sewing seeds in prophylactics, lace em up like (B)lunt wrappies cause I
Can't be a pappy to young kids before they got rooms for nappies
I'm exercising, criticizing the political left, 'cause they bleed your heart dry till you can't care for yourself
(Verse 2 @SirCapo)
Young moms and people that need the help turn into martyrs, records to put on a (F) shelf
Ain't no coming back around, my turntable's broken
And instead of getting it fixed I'm having trouble quitting smoking
The thirst is real and we outta orange juice y'all
when the feds are knocking on the door who the (H) you gonna call
(F) a case I'm still gonna ball
Blow that skrill (F) (P)ills I'm a boss
Pullin' on the boots, beat roads on the hoss
Sweetie should undress, playin with me til my (B)alls cough
I'm too real to distill, and still below market cost
(PS) (Some of the words were to Harsh) |