This is a song about "Bliss"

You didn't know? man, ignorance is bliss

Niggas talk with limited service

Ignorance is bliss, but oblivion has a spot for those that are oblivious.

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Teaching ignorant bliss

Aight santana man...let's do this

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

It's a beautiful bliss

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Who will help mama, who, bliss blown.

One moment was hell, another was bliss.

Oh its over whole time she knows this

Or perhaps sad and they forget all of bliss.

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

Fate was cold n' twisted, they had coexisted in bliss for the comfort

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard