This is a song about "Beautiful jolly come"

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Yeah hail mary full of grace

The most beautiful place

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Pixie dust, on pics we must choose to burn when we're jolly green

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Shake that laffy taffy, jolly raunchy rapper

...i make beautiful music,

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Becuase these sweet lies are even more beautiful

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Gatorade with prometh, and sprite got me jolly

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree