rolling up my paper searching in the achers for a special flavor something way to dangerous call dat shit dat fruity smoking on dat anger shit like chemical x its dat liquorice wit no flavor i keep hot and cool she a icey patch sitting in the bear trap call my shit the trap pack sooner or later i get back now and later a whole pack i just gotta know dat got my shit like kodak smoking wit my noseback the smoke just got so dark call me batman when i have to op dat hitting like i mop dat my dreads look like mop hat im a kettle wit the top back im in hell where the lock at gas when i let go im out and on tha peddle my foot to the medal got a charm feather flying but i soar better i vibe better when the flow wit it i just go get it and the hoes wit it shaking tail feathers plus this that vamp weather night glow i got wisp blowing by my nose call me the champion i get around the board like dominos got the pizza wit it got the heater wit it sitting breathing wit it doing yoga wit it i got soldiered wit it im solid mold but got bolder picture dats y keep geting older wit it checking clocks like digits making counterfeiting putting money wit it sitting lovely wit it i keep on jumping wit it making party missions i am not missing this is dumby missions nothing funny wit it just a drink and a toast got a holster for a roast like i put some heat on a ghost dis shit disappearing the most rolling up my paper searching in the acres for a special flavor something way too dangerous