Sniff a drag, think I lit a bag
Sit and bring Dilla back
Take a whiff of what I can't
Whistle to my maker and wish I could recant
Mistletoe jaded with my wood up in a bitch's pants
Do a different dance, 'cause

Thats who the fuck I is
Who the fuck are you?
Catch him back n forth across the city for a buck or two
Better buckle boo, cousin got the knuckle stew
Got a squad of g's, they bout the size of double you
Take the blood out you, deposit on a sieve
And serve it to ya kin, with a wine that was dried
Just to fuck with ya kin, I'll fuck with your kid
If you fuck with me kid, don't fuck with me kid
Cocky 'cause I know Po got me in a fight
Thats Joshua, hot as he is popular
He'll pop you off and pop ya jaw
Make you scream for poppa's arms
Fuck common law, its Camelot for your life

Dark as Arthur, when clad in the shiny suits
Phantom on a riding stoop, write a bar while wives pursue
Who will duel with the famous father of the fuckin night
Date ya daughter, turn her to a cynic bartender
With a tendency to look at life, through microscopes of hustle eyes
Scope the bum of dimes until a hoe who's butter under mine
Pity pity me, been losin all my piety
But it was only I who lauded all the fuckin lie in me

Disgrace to a lion he, took a bow to find a seat
Read the book aloud and his crime i magnified to see
Had a dime with me, who hasn't died in time with me
Forever findin me, squander life for idle cheats
Since Stonehenge story of the boy circulates
His rogue men, hold oil to whoever poisons me
But I'm Hercules, sin a tragic flaw and arrow heel
The path I'm on makes pharoah's kneel,
And gladly wrong they favorite lil'

Demi god, heavy rocks'll rain the size of fuckin fiats
Fuck your knee up, you achilles heroes shoulda been a ne-yo
Love the One without a patron so she can't betray the cause
Save the talk calypso though ya lips so soft I hate to scoff
Gain a capital through a bunch of fuckin propaganda
Propogate by props who poppa's hate em, probs adopt the babe and
Most likely, leave em in the mos eisly
Cantina bands with tanned rita hands for writing

In the forest with some warm pepsi
And some cold pizza, you better warn everyone
I need my steak very done
Leave the game maritime
Plead a case and beat the bailiff, maniac
In the forest with some warm pepsi
Drown in all this, found a god in warm pepsi

Rope or ladder, it dont matter
You dont account if you dont matter
Matterhorn all over her, don't text back I'm bored of her
Cadillac through callabasas, cacklin in candy pink
Glasses, with yo bitch's gelatin mad in brand name minks
The shit shine like shiva in the fuckin himalayas
Sheesh'n all these teachers from a beach of fuckin him and leia
Little playa what it do, probly kick it on naboo
Snitchin then im on to you, like miller bill ya little later

In the forest with some warm pepsi
And some cold pizza, you better warn everyone
I need my steak very done
Leave the game maritime
Plead a case and beat the bailiff, maniac
In the forest with some warm pepsi
Drown in all this, found a god in warm pepsi