Damn, it's easy
It's not just about the vibe, it's more than that, bro
V.A.L.D scatters you, my extremities on your taste buds
For the kids and for the old folks

I'm aligned, don't need therapy
They all want to die, they ask me "why are you happy?"
I roll a joint and then, off we go
Everywhere, the Devil is lurking, you, you sell carpets
Me, I see my soul and it's not bad, I want the truth, the "that is to say"
My interview on Seven to Eight, what's up, bitch?
I come out of a lethargic state, I enter her pussy, it's magic
Speak well of zombies, it's my crew, we take care of details and apply ourselves, wow
I'm becoming more and more, you're becoming less and less
I have something extra, you have points less
I put my fists in you, behind the display
Saddam Hussein tells me "I am God, you, introduce yourself"

Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken
What? Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken
What? Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken
What? Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken

V.A.L.D, I want to ter-mon these guys down there
They don't even have ecstasy, they only gobble PEZ in ball
They don't even rap, they only dance kizomba
They talk about the trap, house they don't have, let's say they're in pain
It's not Arizona so I cut the Arizona
So that I love them differently than horizontally
Crazy, I'm not reasonable, stop printing the notices, we don't read them
I was smart before being imprisonable
I have clear ideas in my black knit
Vomit in your Clio 4, I lose what I was told in class
I move like ectoplasm, no pectoral shake
I undress Cleopatra and find the seven compasses

I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken
What? Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken
What? Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken
What? Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken

At your concerts to laugh, I take out the pen to cross you out
I watch the rearview mirror to park, I live my life, I can narrate it
I did harm and I'm sorry, but I'm going to eat and I'm going to feast
As long as you drool, I can wash myself with it, hail
If God wants, I don't lift more pallets, if I want, I don't buy more bars
Without leuleu but I leave the planet at ease, go
V.A.L.D. remember these four letters well, I throw my mouse at these fags
I roll a joint, I pop a can
Like Jul, I talk about the details, I don't act crazy
You're just cattle, I take the cup and the medals, I make money
I make scrap, I put gold in my gaps
Butter in my spinach and gold on my scales, bzz!
What's up?

What? Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken
What? Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken
What? Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken
What? Me? I don't know who I am, all I like
Smoking shit, making money, ves-qui suicide, all the ken

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