This is a song about "Conscious"

Conscious shit its the antidote, herbal shit that artichoke,

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Conscious, mind is designed to realign time and tell ya im ahead of mine,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Blood was squirtin' out, but you were still conscious

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Came a blitz on my anatomy and conscious

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

Beat your faggot ass til you come back into conscious

Ever since you've been waking up as a conscious rapper, it's nice out.

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

Or any type of suitable living condition listen

I'm highly conscious like my music 'bout people for one,