[Verse 1]
I feel like, I'm affiliated with, the illuminati, [bad word] All seein' [bad word] eye, this is your enlightenment
I'm lightin' this, fire my supplier always like to give
Higher than I've ever been these heights are mighty frightening
Ya hands up as if you wanna strike like lightening
Don't shoot, you can't fight a viking on vicodin
Can you? Hmm I would like to see you try it then
I be eatin' rappers that's the only way I'm bitin' them
That was yummy yummy, dummy dummy, nothing's funny funny
Give a [bad word] a sippy sippy, then I get some sucky sucky
Sucky sucky now, think the [bad word] must be lucky lucky
She's such a doll, I guess that makes me Chucky
Wassup with ya'll other than nothing at all? [bad word] lickin' my balls, you ain't nuttin' at all!
You ain't nuttin' at all
Neither am I
Heaven's a better place, I hope you all die!

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I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain
I think I'm John Lennon, gone insane
Someone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)
Ab-Soul, and A-Y-I-R-O

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Grab a [bad word] then grab ya [bad word] Pop a fifth and have a sip
Smoke a blunt, pop a pill
Fly [bad word]  fly [bad word] Party every single night
Mingle with a [bad word] wife
Doggone, we all gone
Die [bad word]  die [bad word] 
[Verse 2]
Life's a [bad word]  but she won't let me hit
So I just [bad word] to her naked flicks
I ain't got change for a dolla, but I think I'm making sense
I do resemble my father, but do I really know I'm his?
Sometimes I like to go on a tangent of random [bad word] Stay with her Black n Mild out and a handful of [bad word] and [bad word] Skywalker in the blunt, Darth Vader in the cup
You don't get lifted with us, your elevators stuck
I never gave a [bad word]  my name never came up
But now that I done came up, I think I'm King Tut
I told Punch I'd probably get assassinated by the government
He probably think I'm sniffin' cocaine and some other [bad word] I'm on some other [bad word]  Black Hippie ho!
Yippy ka yeee, Yippy ka yoo
Tilt ya head you see me in the sky
Heaven's a better place, I hope you all die!

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[Verse 3]
Drownin' in Moscato, popular pothead
Feel like I hit the lotto, and I just got head
From a famous model (who?), Gloria Velez
Lusting for Cubana's culo you know what it is
I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, experience my fate
All I'm missin' is a band of gypsies and some purple haze
But now it's OG Kush and Ayiro [bad word] No need to insinuate, miss me with the innuendo
Ya outlooks lousy someone needs a new window
Ima win I just don't know when though
You bimbos know what you in for some info to make you exercise your mental
seed small as my pinkie can be your weeping willow
I'm so ill I'm held hostage at a hospital
Doin' it big like not little
Tivo the revolution when it's televised
Heaven's a better place, I hope you all die!

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