This is a song about "Greetings"

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

Greetings says chandler. bitch you better answer.

Whatever happened to humanity the greetings and truth subsides

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Greetings all, i'm introducing: me

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

If he on the same street as me greetings you are the chosen one..

Ramblin' over these beats, meet and greetings but no tie

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly