[Hook]
Stereotypical, undeveloped, nonsensical, man shut the hell up
[Verse 1
More like a kid with some attitude
Kicking back, smoking doobs eatin' food
Turn on the tv or maybe burn a cd, either way I'm enjoying good tunes (toons)
I got good moods and vibes flowing through my veins
Good lines, and rhymes rushin' to my brain
But it drains me of my creativity
One day i can spit sick sh**, next day i can't write anything
What the f** is happening, keep on practicing
But it's like i'm in the ring with a heavyweight professional
And now it's got me rapping like I'm at a confessional
f** sh** damn hell I keep it indiscretional, can't you tell?
Well, if you can't, better make it clear
All of of breath cause I ran to the top tier
Know that your n***as really out here
[Verse 2]
Sincere right down to my bones, i hone in
Targetin', lookin' to knock a dome in
Locking myself at home again, thinking that "This is the End"
Then i got Seth Rogen, thowin' up motivation
Here's to hopin' you open my invitation
A moment of reflection, I made some renovations
Vinny Chasin', doin' what I wanna
Gotta tolerate a life without the mullah
Concentration, focus like Buddha
You know I got the... gouda gouda
Want cheese I'll take you to the moon, uh
Zero gravity, got your heart in agony, soon to have you fainting
Looking picturesque, hangin' like a painting, no room to detest
Got them investin' in my scheme, that's right
Rhymes weren't enough to best them so it seems
Not tonight gotta make a sacrafice
Cause blood and might would never suffice
That's why these n***as be like
[Hook]
Stereotypical, undeveloped, nonsensical, man shut the hell up