Yo I'm fallin through the ice
Yeah haha hypnotic molecules
As molly fuels these college fools
And in my brain the lava cools
And if it rains then ill be cool
Like I just pulled a golden
Champagne bottle on some ice
Salvador dali tools
Blind lovers hard truths
Blood bubble clouds in a sky
Colored chartreuse
Raegen era babies slangin handmade crack
Flippin cakes writin songs
Call it pancake rap
They hate me as the pancake rapper
I made a half a million dollars bein the pancake rapper
You little pancake rappers tryin to diss me
When you've never even met me
And I still give you a handshake after
I'm just movin' tryin' to squeeze a cup of juice
From out the revolution never losin ever
Never loosen pressure, keep squeezin
Keep dreamin' the sweet sea breeze is only comin
For those drummin for those
Hummin without cheap reasons
The president is black, a second term
You gotta problem with it?
Fuck you, let it burn
Man someone that never grows
Is just someone that never learns
You shoulda dumped your blunt
Ashes instead you kept an urn
It's hard to earn. I'm goin' back in
Yo my wife is pregnant I got a son that's comin' soon
And I'm excited to explain the rain
The thunder and the moon
But I''m just frightened of the pain
The blame the suffering the spoon
Of heroin that made dr. Dre's
Son tumble to the tombs
So I'm guessin' the way to teach him
Health is life's essence
Is never make my presence be a present
And I can't be there every single second
But I'll bless him with the weaponry
To think, to guess, to search, to drea
To question everything
Question everything, question
The world until you feel convinced
Question all your neighbors
If they bother you then build a fence
Question every woman
Every hooker every village wench
And if you get no answers
It don't matter boy, you still the prince
And if they question you just throw
An honest answer at 'em
My words are oozing
With the visuals of ansel adams
I'm like a cancer atom
I'm like a marijuana plant on saturn
As I vandalize your brain with frantic patterns
I got another factoid to spit:
Every time I see these
Little swag boys and shit
I find a stack of tabloids to rip
Then I kneel in my backyard prayin for an asteroid to hit
Just hit. Like you're pacquiao punchin cotto, just hit
Like you're trainin with cus d'amato, just hit
When I adjust the motto
Follow the buck that bought a bottle
Coulda fucked a model (what?)
No no no no that's wrong
You got it backwards
I'm just movin' tryin' to squeeze a cup of juice
From out the revolution never losin ever
Never loosen pressure, keep squeezin
Keep dreamin' the sweet sea breeze is only comin
For those drummin for those
Hummin without cheap reasons
The president is black, a second term
You gotta problem with it?
Fuck you, let it burn
Man someone that never grows
Is just someone that never learns
You shoulda dumped your blunt ashes out
But instead you kept an urn
Like that
I'm gettin' money
Hey hey
We get that forty hours
Every week money
Y'all want a third verse?
I'm like a hominid takin
Psilocybin mushrooms
Creatin' language, I'm rappin'
From a place of anguish
High roller, bitch! I bank roll vegas
It's industrial poison like all the rainbow agents
This ain't homophobic man but
Fuck your homo prada coat
I would rather put you in a fuckin go go plata choke
I would rather be your bitch or give you the drawls
I'd rather do a song with nicki minaj (agggh) barf
It's the crazy eyed killa
Larry david aged scotch 85 swiller
So give these new leather shoes a spit shine for dad
Mac lethal's back and this time he's mad
I'm just movin' tryin' to squeeze a cup of juice
From out the revolution never losin ever
Never loosen pressure, keep squeezin
Keep dreamin' the sweet sea breeze is only comin
For those drummin for those
Hummin without cheap reasons
The president is black, a second term
You gotta problem with it?
Fuck you, let it burn
Someone that never grows is just
Someone that never learns
You shoulda dumped your blunt ashes out
Instead you kept an urn
Like that
(We back)
