You cannot see my, heyy
Her body and my bottle, wrapped around my fingers, I can’t wait
My problem, just a problem, if you cannot see my sense of taste
I’m higher, by the fire, oh I stay so calm, must be my grace
I’m riding, not a problem, only if you see my sense of taste


My body achin, my conscious waken inside the matrix
My pistol loaded might pull it explode your fucking face in
One stroke thats destined to determine all your blessings
Ain’t confessing but that body buried deep within the message
Who contesting,

My life is just another fucking lesson, shit depressing
I either leave em speechless or they question
My succession
Comes from channeling halo shit a weapon
Wings way fly above your brethren I got power like eleven

Stranger things have happen here, laughin crack a beer
Either hate me or they love me
Either chirping or they cheer
God they fear, but it’s spirit in they eyes when Jah is near
Still I ain’t trusting nobody till they show me they can steer

Cause they
Smile in yo face and then they kill you when your backs turned
I know I’m smarter we goin’ see who get the last word
I’m not a user, pay the price and get the password
And we goin’ see who’s at the table when the glass turn


You cannot see my, heyy
Her body and my bottle, wrapped around my fingers, I can’t wait
My problem, just a problem, if you cannot see my sense of taste
I’m higher, by the fire, oh I stay so calm, must be my grace
I’m riding, not a problem, only if you see my sense of taste