These stress filled days that we plotted
You want a comic, not a prophet
Train in heavy gear like Piccolo in the bitter cold
Michael Kors whores aint pickin at my pocket
Still remain soo cool, mama's kitchen with the soul food
Teleport, kingdom of the toadstools
Once upon a flow, better go for broke
Life on the ropes, Undertaker with the old school
Quarter life crisis so trust me
Why I keep spices so musty
No I dont deal with the custy's
Best keep on catchin' some wreck so these muthafuckin' soundchecks be bringin' that money
Its fine, mami wanna smoke a one two
Half the things they tell you it is untrue
Say word she ya cousin, she can come too
For the patron saints of the Uncouth
Want me to write you some raps g, thats me
Pen mightier, thats how the great gats be
Huff and a puff of the blunt made a hash
Bring the house down, take ya crown, bounce with a laugh
Get out, on the mound, batter up, so I smash, paragraphs
Then dash with Stacy in a Jag
Make a lotta noise, aint no other choice
Holla at a scholar, smoke loud like Chewbacca voice
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023