This is a song about "Solar powered tent"

But cram the style up abit so you can pitch a tent in a lamp

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Weight of the world on up a tent pole

De la soul is from the soul

When i'm sober i'm a grouch and stay heated like solar

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Inside the tent on the beach after swimming out chord, keys

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

The way that it calms, but i feel like powered eagles,

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

No sympathy from the homebase across the solar system

Once removed you can join into a solar rhythm

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Kcb is like the solar system and malcom's in the middle,

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal