Do the math, get the sum
Car seats got screens in them
I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat
In the face of the outside.
And i was the light
Fill up a buster, my skill is bigger then a galaxy cluster.
Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger
The truth but thats the way
Take me away away
These joints here not found at the mall
Where the ball meets the wall
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