Do tha right thing like we Spike Lee joints
Thru writing, provided in lives we point
4, 5's when collided, tha High we confide in
When herbs meet a chai blend, you might see tha pride in
If I hate holmes, won't break bones as sticks when stoned
Just use tha words to hurt and inflict wit poems
I'm simply on not loving these hoes to tha extent
Of boycotting Lowes in a HASMAT and some bitch be gone
Spray, immediate wit tha Aerosol
Tha right thing to do, just incase we aint clear at all
Promethazine, tree, and marinol
Will leave Prometheus questioning if there's a God
Give a nod, or suck a dick and a pair of balls
So GOT, is whut we can declare tha drawls
High as hell, take off in tha air wit all
Intention of never coming down there to yall

I'm in airplane mode, so i can hit my zone
As tha champagne flows, I listen to my song
Wit no interruptions
Unless to pass tha B, from smoking or something, I'm bumpin

Packin bowls like slave ships in tha seven seas
Civil rights keep tha left wings from tha seventies
Chi coon I own that and I never lease
To anyone wanting to buy and burning beggin please
Let me spell it out for you like spelling bee's
Tha black boss you mess in wit, aint played by Meagan G
When I Anchor Men, find a girl walking and take her in
Feed her, fuck her, then drop her off on Lankershim
But I'll call back because I rank her 10
Then smash tha homies, I Danger them
Guaranteed you know no weirder or stranger kin
That's Alpha, but I don't mean tha Power Rangers friend
I'm talking a beast you let up out tha cage again
To take and make tha sweetest sounds, amazing grace commends
No Amazing Grace commands, you pick and take a strand
Run a Comb thru it, then sell it just to Make a Band

I'm in airplane mode, so i can hit my zone
As tha champagne flows, I listen to my song
Wit no interruptions
Unless to pass tha B, from smoking or something, I'm bumpin

Figure to flying friendly skies
Sipping bottles while eating burgers and skinny fries
Taking shots when I want to as a semi fires
In tha air to celebrate tha day that Nig retires
Tha rillo cig needs lighter
So I can get sky high, because I'm really viper
Then bringin writes up, into a silly cypher
Striker, harder than Street Fighters feeling hyper
How do you deal wit night bruh? I charge and heat my light up
Spittin massive is passage, because it's my right of
Then attack with arachnids, Tha kid has spiders
So don't act like tha nack aint to defeat a liar
Cuz it's all about me, if you need add Mya (admire)
When tha darkness reigns over thee Empire
Which plane, that's tha lesson for tha guessing
I'll be jetting crop-dust up in a 747

I'm in airplane mode, so i can hit my zone
As tha champagne flows, I listen to my song
Wit no interruptions
Unless to pass tha B, from smoking or something, I'm bumpin