Cigar ash falls breaking dutch over dash
Smoking heavy yup yup quite brash
Red hairs bright like baboon a**
I'm like Freddy in a Jason mask
My machete is the hash buried in my backpack stash
Mu backpack raps fat like Oprah calf
Wins are free after eating okra halves
I spit venom like when cobras in the path
I'm over dirty never bath, clothes are bummy
Still poppin at ya hunny sh** ain't funny but we laugh
Don't have a cow man, Hindu worshipping
The mother ship is now man we shipping out like postage stamps
This the potion got my heart brighter any lamp
Any fan apart the clan
Smoke one rap vibe vision man
It's Only right
So grab a tab and drop like the chorus says ight