This is a song about "Thought and conscious"

Conscious, mind is designed to realign time and tell ya im ahead of mine,

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

And i was conscious of this.

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

You thought what you thought, you walked and you talked

What you think i flow for? y'all niggas is old dog

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Came a blitz on my anatomy and conscious

I thought this bitch had changed and maybe/

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy

I'm everything that they call nice

And whoever thought i would rhyme these,

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

High of oxy im hardly conscious