[Intro]
Mind
'Round
Here
[Verse 1]
Swagger through the black matter
I like it when the hole fatter
Like it when the girl fatter
Matter fact I'll make your soul splatter
Blood on your shadow
Thud on the ave of
Mill Grove back to the land down under
Ever wonder
What practical magical
Fanatical capital
Is under your clavicle?
It's under your rational
Smoking botanical
Pa**ing fools handfuls of nugs of buds
To put in they cup and grind up
To get high
To get by
To get fly
To get sky
To get eye
[Chorus]
To get (x27)
[Verse 2]
Loving tenderhearted
Above things under departed
I swear I've fathered
The care to move away another's pain from the retarded
Wrath that ransacks a man's feeling
I've know many boys, but a man's a man dealing
From a holy place
With good intentions in this unispace
Define good, I can't, I'll have to use my 6th sense
But two pence
I don't give 2 f**s about this b**h and her emotional undercurrents
I use my intuition
Bull, I use my intuition
But a b**h will lie just to control a situation
I don't mind one when the communion is sensible
I'm saying when we're f**ing, but truth is nonsensical
I'm whimsical
Because to understand I don't ask
I just let compa**ion pa**
Like a psychic thing, don't laugh
At our telepathic bonding with one another
Did I just define f**ing?
It's empathy
Wa**up?
[Outro]
I'll go find something new to ponder
You feel me?
Soul-spinner