[Intro- C-sar]
They ask what C-sar's been doing in the streets
So I told 'em
Told 'em
[Verse 1-CRYM]
I been puffing product properly studying scholarly
Never losing steam like a debate between philosophies
Subjects of the courtyard gather round for the camaraderie
I'd call you son but I treat you more property than fatherly
Not cut out for poverty, smoking on that pottery
Making a mockery of this illusory democracy
Had to sink my teeth into something that's Lebanese
Speaking Farsi packing parsley, hit it harshly and it set him free
I don't recommend ketamine, so far ain't caught a felony
Tell 'em, C, they wanna make trouble they face a penalty
No word of a lie, I should get this sh** prescribed
Unprecedentedly high, that's what the f** am I
You can't buy yourself out from under the blue sky
Talking 'bout you too fly but you and I both new guys
With the quickness I dipped with my chicken and ditched the pigeon coop
Something a lot of y'all are perpetually fixing to
Toking antiseptic, probiotics in a gla** bowl
Your friendly neighborhood stoned a**hole
[Hook]
Just had to take a stop at the courtyard (repeated)
[Verse 2]
These rappers don't see me as a threat, they can see me as a jet
Taking off, cause I see em as a pest
As for game I can't beat em at it yet, never even skimmed the rulebook
Funny f**er fuss around maybe getcha j**els took
I'm the type to transfigure your transistors
Dismember your cis mother and trans sister
His palms sweaty hanging on a ledge, his hands slipping
I'm so ubiquitous k**a you can't miss it
Maybe I am tripping, my history acidic
Ain't been basic since the matrix spit me out for ad-libbing
Damn it I'm gab-gifted attracting em bad b**hes
You bout it then bring the bud to the back of your dad's Civic
Came back from a trap mission the sack had my a** sizzling
Every single day I'm getting based like Cal Ripken
I'm going wolverine thrashing ahead with the fullest steam
An agent of deforestation saying I be pulling trees
Look at me, jotting lines enough to write a book or three
I got the formula to put the Washington in Booker T
[Hook]
Just had to take a stop at the courtyard (repeated)
[Verse 3]
Aye, a-aye, make em say a word for once, motherf** ya vocables
Distilling the illest and chilling it til its potable
Willingly k** every liability with propofol
Bonesaw and ammonia then let the garbage disposal go
It's only gonna get colder before I turn the heat up
Just re'd up and now I'm tryna put my feet up
On mahogany, remember I been grimy since a little kid
Whatever was in reach of me was getting shoplifted quick
Sipping on the vapor making paper in the courtyard
Plotting on a p**n star orgy in a foreign car
You can eat at my barbecue but piss in your own yard
On my ninety ninth birthday catch me dusting from a corncob
Incorrigible horndog, my syllables pivotal
Rhymes choking out your cochleas and filling occipitals
Ready set suffocate, porter cranking up the gate
Bordering an upper place margin off a gutter tape
Won't see no bars, making do without the shutter shades
"Your name is Clevis" chuck a fetus at your feet on mother's day