I’ve been gone for like 28 years and shit But I’m back for a front porch kicking it hit Smoking blunts rolling up in a haze Strange days strange daze Many different angles I see What shape is that fucking mc He’s a bent ass square loser motherfucker pear faced Green with envy I’m an alien to him mentally Like he’ll get to me eventually doubt it I’m a king with the words a pimp from the burbs Shout shout it if you wanna be heard Ill mechanism knock your skepticism Off teeter totter to the proton pit Positive shit I didn’t even try when I made this tip intricate as an angler fish
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I’m sleepy right now but I don’t give a fuck Cause I’m filling a spectrum that’s never been touched Dope shit no illusions stupid Houdini’s getting laughed at ruthless Drown egos in the airtight chamber Lock down superglue choke-hold strangle How many people getting off of work And feel like listening to hair metal jerks Got the happiness for your perky tits Light up the room set the ambiance Ain’t it obvious you're in the right place I’m the kid with the perfect face Crossing the boundaries of time and space High as the Jetson’s hideaways Sculpting the clouds into peaceful things Smoke rings smoke rings