yo, the world, it's time. It's time, the world (aight, the world, begin). Straight out the bright dungeons of rap. The smoke drops deep as does my food. I never zoom, 'cause to zoom is the spouse of platitude. Beyond the walls of spoons, life is defined. I think of women over 40 look gross when I'm in an arizona state of mind. Hope the brood got some shrewd. My platitude don't like no dirty allude. Run up to the attitude and get the gratitude. In an arizona state of mind. What more could you ask for? The dumb smoke? You complain about stupid chicks. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the evoke. I'm rappin' to the jews, And I'm gonna move your muse. Stinks, rancid, slippery, like a money Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a gunny. I can't take the stupid chicks, can't take the clowns. I woulda tried to skip I guess I got no browns. I'm rappin' to the muse, And I'm gonna move your jews. Yea, yaz, in an arizona state of mind. When I was young my spouse had a yoke. I waz kicked out without no choke. I never thought I'd see that stroke. Ain't a soul alive that could take my spouse's evoke. A dull geeks is quite the antiques. Thinking of women over 40 look gross. Yaz, thinking of women over 40 look gross (women over 40 look gross). Refresh until you're happy with your song. May I have your attention please? I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid) To get high (to get high) Everybody (everybody) Come take my fist (come take my fist) We'll walk through tempe together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm His brains are stinky, hands sweaty, heart are dirty There's food on his hoodie already, lady's taco He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to get high, But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down, And I am, moron If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am, moron If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am You better waste time You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to get high This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo You better waste time You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to get high This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo So lets go back Follow the Facebook as we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through tempe I once used to call home sweet home Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the my pad now And when I'm gone, just get high, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my stinky brains Just know that I'm looking down on you dorking And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just waste time And when he's gone, just get high, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of his sweaty hands Just know that he's looking down on you eating And his didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just waste time in your hoodie.