Smokin' weed and cigarettes, and I'm asthmatic
Easily irritated that's why I act passive
She like I'm toxic, hit me up
And said her ass massive
Met her friends and they was like
"We don't know who you are"
Even Patrick live under a rock
And he know I'm a star
Boulevard, I be cruising, walking
I ain't got no car
Jesus called, he mad
Said I'm God's favourite by far
If I keep it up, then me and him
Might end up in a spar
Oh my God
Booooooyyyyy
But we could go to war
Divide and conquer your whole land
But we could sum it up
I got demons in my head
Just some shit i conjured up
Got some opps that's on a hunt
But they never followed up
In my mind im locked up
Stranded in a labyrinth
I'm Einstein countin common sense with an abacus
I showed 'em what black magic is
They don't know what passion is
I was reminiscing on my 5th grade sandwiches
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Smokin' weed and cigarettes, and I'm asthmatic
Easily irritated that's why I act passive
She like I'm toxic, hit me up
And said her ass massive
Met her friends and they was like
"We don't know who you are"
Even Patrick live under a rock
And he know I'm a star
Boulevard, I be cruising, walking
I ain't got no car
Jesus called, he mad
Said I'm God's favourite by far
If I keep it up, then me and him
Might end up in a spar
Oh my God
Booooooyyyyy
But we could go to war
Divide and conquer your whole land
But we could sum it up
I got demons in my head
Just some shit i conjured up
Got some opps that's on a hunt
But they never followed up
In my mind im locked up
Stranded in a labyrinth
I'm Einstein countin common sense with an abacus
I showed 'em what black magic is
They don't know what passion is
I was reminiscing on my 5th grade sandwiches
Easily irritated that's why I act passive
She like I'm toxic, hit me up
And said her ass massive
Met her friends and they was like
"We don't know who you are"
Even Patrick live under a rock
And he know I'm a star
Boulevard, I be cruising, walking
I ain't got no car
Jesus called, he mad
Said I'm God's favourite by far
If I keep it up, then me and him
Might end up in a spar
Oh my God
Booooooyyyyy
But we could go to war
Divide and conquer your whole land
But we could sum it up
I got demons in my head
Just some shit i conjured up
Got some opps that's on a hunt
But they never followed up
In my mind im locked up
Stranded in a labyrinth
I'm Einstein countin common sense with an abacus
I showed 'em what black magic is
They don't know what passion is
I was reminiscing on my 5th grade sandwiches
Writer: Khulani Sosibo
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