This is a song about "Originality that s me"

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

All you lookin ass niggas need some originality

Whose res-u-me, as you may have heard, 's to trap cha with laughter,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

Originality, i wish to restore

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Where was that? you say the 90's set you free, but when was your release?

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?