My mind trails off underneath that black cloud
Im down in Sac Town, a King with his hat down
pulling a sack out, floating over these tracks now
your cars jacked now, in Queens with a rap crowd
punks rocked, smash mouth, look at that clown.
word to Jerry Stackhouse I coach a Jurassic World
get clapped & hurled into the back of the Lac girl
another plastic girl built off of her insecurities..
o this tangled web we weave so quick & furiously
we otherworldly meeting the moon with marijuana
rendezvous with rama, the proof is in the sauna
in a pair of boots, Sgt Slaughter boosted proper
the roosters callin, better wake your ass up cuh
we roll up & only need to show up masked up once
pack up blunts with train wrecks & Gods gift
when I finally get my second wind I lost it...
got the game called sinking into the corner pocket
the bassline knockin while the feds is watchin
AOWL got me pickin a topic but theres nothing I wanted
stop it....keep an eye out, watch your step...proceed with caution
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