Throw Away Your Books Video (MV)

Imma need to take a dab on my day job
Noose around my neck, screaming work or I'll hang y'all
Bodies hit the floor, David Williams would tell all
I chase a giant peach
Rollin' dope up with Roald Dahl
I'm contemplating lust, I could f*ck like my old pops
Instead I punt the curse blowing O's up in drug dens
These poppy leaves in bongs burning time like she's Cronus
I defend against my mind, I see a friend tryna lend hands
Urge me on outside
Turn to Earl, I don't like shit
Taking a hit, I'm toking a spliff
Shouts out to bare Gens
Right across Saint John, imma smith grind with good friends
Sitting on thrones, defeating the foes
We growing and showing and leaving the lows
You still f*ck with hoes?
Naw I been over those
Hoping and coping I'm throwing my phone
Decadent era y'all dicks on the air
Praising a rapist that's losing his hair?
F*ck is this page? F*ck what you saying
Post that again and I'm shooting your brain
(Most gooks don't get to look like this
Most chinks don't get to smoke like this)
Nuclear war from SF to Japan
Killing these techies, no gentries allowed
Redeeming a promise, I'm cleaning throughout
Letting my blicky show up and show out
Hoes waiting at my doorstep
Tell the boys posted out front to f*cking let 'em in
Bring out the bud and Henny, we out here living, planning
In the nest, waiting for a fool stuck on story
Come with the plates, napkins and enough yen
Tryna hang with the Gen?
Getting twisted til god knows when
Rushing up on weak suckas thinking
We got enough handouts for them and all their f*cking friends
Ay, leave a bottle and and shut the door, I'm tryna get this spliff rolled
Got a fine shortie behind me standing over tiptoed
Either she tryna get ahold of the blunt or this dick though
Damn, I hope you like f*cking with stones throw nothing here like a lifeless body
Just stinking up the room
Cuz we gonna get enough tree here to last us till the clock ticks to doom
And I wanna know