Time on the Watch late
Straight
Now I'm awake
Been a long long f*ckin day
I'm ready to chill
Ahh yea
And I hope that it rains
That's my type of shit
Stay In the crib and get lit
Video game with my kids
It is what it is
Tryna find a new crib
Ohhhh
I be all alone
Writing these songs
Fixing my wrongs yea
Right from the dome yea
I know sometimes that you wanna disappear away from this place
Yea
Seem like overkill but you don't complain
Ahhhh ooooo
Never wanna be the man in the middle
Head on the swivel
While they aiming at you with the missile
Eat the chicken down down to the grizzle
I don't miss wit soda but the verbs always fizzle yea
Ahhh
Too versatile like a pack of skittles yea
All the words and the rhymes always come assembled yea
It's crazy when they recognize me from my symbol yea
Dark room full of candles
We almost at The Litual
We almost at TheLitual
We almost at TheLitual
We almost at TheLitual
We almost at TheLitual