Dangerous, cancerous
What you smoking b**h, I'm outlasting incents
Been blessed
Check the scent, aroma
Cannabis showroom, I'm outlasting growers
Blasting lawnmowers
Wrecking cars like towers
Scripted vision like cut and yall should know this
Smoking Bullwinkle, no never Boris
Listening to Doris, Trinidad too boring
f** the gold what is life without souls and goals
Robots being told
I'm the lone rose grown up out the pot hole
Wipe ya snot nose younging you are never old
Bring a chair that folds to the lawn at my show
Started out free now you see I'm pa**ing go
Going deep like Johnny Depp in Blow
Or maybe Mad Hatter how I'd rather blast past ya
Paul Bearer Kane casket on ya ba*tards
Just a fraction of the rapture, preach
Knock in the trunk loud as a Shaq dunk
While I'm breaking down the blunts prolly drunk too much
My standards, not as strong as manners
Low as anchors, ship wrecks and tankards
Everyday I study b**h yup I be cramming
With my hair do like Kramer and my seven ounce hammer
Social awkward like lock jaw
But on the microphone I'm more like Quick Draw McGraw
I never stall at Mardi Gras
Slip into the spa hit it raw
Smoking smog fat blunts like logs
I got a Lincoln on that stuff
Slam it back like a Pog
Can't you see the fog
I got a Lincoln on that stuff
Slam it back like a Pog
Just a fraction of the rapture, preach