Good to go, wired and pro On the low Vocals with a touch of hydro I blow on you b**hes and you all fly Away That's some of the random sh** I do everyday because I am so f**ing cray Should I say some of the things I should say Well write it out on paper making it easier to get through the day It feels good to say words that can bring in bread but my higher knowledge always knows that breads in your head To get to the state that I'm in people have to be dead To go through that sh** automatically opens your head To higher knowledge this thing that I have with earth is bondage and my spirit is on you like glue and that fad for new shoes Everything I do in life you probably did to To love you is to hate you but I would never be through Because loving is the best that I do Flock a flame around that morning dew, and dance your f**ing a**es off until you lose your shoes These beats be on it Am I ever going to flaunt it I can hit up on that hard sh** and become even better I need a crew like I need salt and pepper before my visions come to rest and I can join the set And show him, exactly how we flowing, like a river over flowing We are a magnetic for this paper State your nature on the subject of nature I can't wait to earn up on my worth because I'm imploding on this existence when someone is blocking my going Set free is how it be let your mind be your feet Be good to yourself and don't forget to eat up Knowledge, no commas representation I hate guns, hide your smith and wessens This is just me projecting the different parts of my life and then some