[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?