[Verse 1] Abstractions Voice lost in a crowd of thousands A part of the bouquet made out of human flowers J might not be able to But I'll walk on go Collect more than two hundred Bit over three like pizza dough Domino monopoly Snake eyes and flower petals As I bike across the street Plant my feet at my bosses deli See it just don't mix I've got coupons to every other pizza place You've got thirty seconds and its been minutes Reflected menaces from the backseat Questions they asked me In choruses Asking when the end will arrive (never) Its looped and we forgot to fade out Hotbox cause we've been cooked
Smoked out and burned the front How big is my f**ing car? When do we get to the concert? The destination makes us the think the journey don't count Go go go [Verse 2] I don't I put my feet up on the front Seats pulled back so far I hit bumps We drove so damn far Who the hell has a concert at a Pizza Hut? But we move along Through the stops Driving bikes to get it Smoke out The top Trying to forget it Burning to junk the trunk we filled up to the brim with Dead donuts and whoever we were as children Walk over go Could you repeat that Dilla?