Cactus without the jack in it Can’t understand me I’m speaking Latin She told me to focus But I’m just watching hocus pocus Rip to Gus You do stuff with your car That’s kinda sus I’m the angel but then I’m the god I don’t cuss Got a halo over me But it’s got a little rust We’ll see It also got some dust My body clean But you got some must Pull up to the scene You started to duck Gun had a red beam Playing with a stick get a game on but we ain’t got no puck No boys from the red team Pull up with a pump Shot him oh wait it’s a laser beam All these boys fake I can’t trust Sipping on red lean Cactus without the jack in it Can’t understand me I’m speaking Latin She told me to focus But I’m just watching hocus pocus I’m a consumer I’m the black puma Spying on you like cougar Good duo like timone and pumba Get the electric rumba Why you assuming I’m concluding Like an owl I’m hooting