This is a song about "Jimmy the penguin"

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Got the passion for the music

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

In front of our building, they was my heroes

The more battles the better the flows

Bitch, you're a penguin, and penguins don't fly.

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen