Lyrics
Heavy into what I be into to calm my mental
Keeping all the anger and pain I feel confidential
Sorry for what I am, I'm a product of what I been through
Crossing the county lines with the contraband in a rental
Asphalt paradise, overrun with parasites
Shake 'em like a pair of dice, pressure have you paralyzed
Stuck between a brick and a sheet rock, the beat rock
Tree top, exhaling stress, droppin' a heat rock
Meteor man and I'm eating organic
Everything precious, never take it for granted
808 Bandit, primer and sand it
I can see the light as if UFO landed
Moving towards it expeditiously
Staying on the path that'll lead me to victory
Grateful for the past, good or bad, it was meant for me
I had to learn to live and just consume what is meant for me
Heat the frying pan, pop the rubber band
My toes in the sand, everything grand
Heat the frying pan, from the motherland
Now I'm buying land, everything grand
Everything grand, everything grand
Everything grand, everything grand
Heat the frying pan, pop the rubber band
Chevy river dance, everything grand
Elevated, melanated, mind frame propeller
Innovative press, Wells and the ISIS papers
Could it be if you could be mine, we both shine
Still living for today, everyday surviving the grind
'Cause it's summertime, noontime, send 'em to they room time
Quarantine, house arrest, capping on your timeline
Time out, okay, stop being Amistad
God body, plant-based, kale on my counter top
Strengthen up your mental, don't be sentimental
Caught up in the politics, busting out the rental
Listening to Counterparts might get you suspended
Speaking to your ancestors, one of your descendants
Talk to 'em, backwood, levitate
Old school Polaroid, east side heavyweight
Joe Lewis, gravitate, commit, Queen Zynga protect
Two gats to match, let me see where I'm at, Sho
Heat the frying pan, pop the rubber band