Still rockin' the Fila, thinking about De La,
Soul drinks covering over my soul,
Let the spirits unfold,
We got many to chose from,
To get ya body and mind succumbed,
Dont just followed the beats of the drum,
But these somethin' to mellow ya tums tums,
Pitch no dollars to bums, im itchin' for the ***, tryna play nice and avoid
The redrum,
Since the days of ****** Mo, yo you know i got the blunts in store,
Honey crisp white owl, makin' me take a vow,
My vision blurry, am i hearing me, or is the Lord speaking to me,
Consciously,
But clearly i cant see, triple visions around me,
Money attracted me mad honeys, now im lookin' at the,
Atrocity attached to the famous life of a celebrity,