This is a song about "Marijauna the magical gaunja"

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

My rap is magical sparks, so dark witches, behold this

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Masterful, fifth of jack and a sack of magical

My cerebral cortex is magical

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

This magical like if lake michigan sprung a leak

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

The more battles the better the flows