I am my own person on a commercial live sparked ma weed
Laughing saying fuck thee government vibe
mine oh mine
Leave yee beheaded deed in thee
Corner call the coroner and the police
Sitting with my harmonica me new species
Eatin reeceys pieces eating fecies me creepy
yee be heavy as leaf see I see
Through my third eye first I relax my brain
Dont let no thought escalate then meditate
Then me escape to the astral planes
Where no pains lye jus lots ta gain
Know the claims the flames the dames
The life the fight the flight
The light my might the spite
How ta forgive not be a div
How to recite these poem all night
The reality our mentality how the vanity
Is corrupting we
The robbery of our money on a daily
The financial debt this no hassle and greatly
This real life shit the candle its lit
When it goes we go
The mantle will split no anvil will anchor this pit
Fuck money when we slaves
