This is a song about "Naked japanese midgets"

No clothes for those with no physique, making the japanese look like the greeks

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

You can get naked or just keep on your shirt

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Days turned for the worst as i run home naked

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Flipping japanese at ease when i'm stacking g's

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

I'm stark naked and faceless

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Randy, 420 i stand over y'all like y'all are some punk twin midgets

So i gotta take itya never know when it's all gonna happentha rappen or tha drugs

I'll send a gang of villainous midgets with the assistance of diligent bishops

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

I never laughed just waited naked as the time moved past,