I got plans for you look in the sky baby
Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea
I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run
But your the only fish that's after the sea-men/
Now your wrists are covered in red
And please never disrespect my set
Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup
Then dipped into the sea, back, for next thing menu-ed up
Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red
Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed
So chase the air hide your stash
Megaphones be blaring my bass,
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