This is a song about "Enlightened zen sensei"

Enlightened by my intelligence,

Had i not been exposed to these things

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

That is when my rhymes condense and start to become more enlightened

Or a yoda, like yofti, enlightened, like a yogi

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Open minded, enlightened

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Of letting heads progress to zen we're shredding beds and wrecking heads

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Stop, hold on sensei no karate today,

But it was africa the continent we all came from

Smoking opium, fighting with an enlightened draconian.

Don juanin' when i'm in a foreign

The girly got zen on her tongue