A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky
Did too many drugs dilating my third eye
Kushed up and my eye red
And please never disrespect my set
From the third eye 'bout all divinities
I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave
On the mic, it's complete sickness yous say your strictly business
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
But you only the thunder strom eye
These haters hope i hurry up and die
Raps richer than merchants,but i throw lines of emergence.
Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns
Summer time, different shore
Looks i have an eye for,
See boy she been in love
Guess who's back in business,
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