This is a song about "Tlc chromatography"

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Flowing like liquid gold into a mold,

And i’ma need some more patron i don’t want no chaser

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

#at #most #fair road of life 'n' #blew away it's #liquid form

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Not biased perfect match the cops rant well riot in this co op alliance

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical

I'm just critical and analytical,

I'm spilling out, my words are weapons, raining toxic liquid,

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute