Silly rabbit

Funkadelic, with the trip of a new potion
I smack bitches silly if they don't know shit
Walk in restaurants, flaunting all my cash
That's 12 dollars and a little piece of hash

I look at bud shit, I'm a guy too
All because I made a few love songs don't mean I'm perfect, boo
Smoke herb 'till I forget stress
I'll smoke you next, if it soothes my chest

I cheated through school, yeah I admit it
Fuck a damn D and all my other critics
I don't wake and bake, I bake and wake
Cause I get so high, that I levitate

Into an O.B.E. and smoke more weed
Wake up, blow, eat, and go back to sleep
See I just did that, so don't mind the lazy flow
Let me wake up for the second verse
Where the fuck my dro?

Wake up, wake up - Not the first of the month
I just bake up, bake up, cause we steady rollin' blunts
No routines for me, I'm to kwel for that
Fuck your music preference if you don't feel my raps

I'm wakin' in spirit they tell me to hear it but I can't bear no more
So who did believe it when I'm on the beat they tell me to air so cold
Bouncin' a ball bent around the court
Well now, tryna grind now

Enterprise, cause they don't make profit
Well, suck my dick or kill me cause I ain't gon' stop
Tricks played hits made and who gets paid?
Who bang to the noise of the beat, per se?

Stickin' my finger inside of your brain
So you can feel the touch
I'm sick of the few, rid of the fool
Give you a sincerely, and please do not fear me

Life's already eerie, very strange and nearly
Predictable. See I don't believe in miracles, pitiful
Your God is hypocritical, cause I only live by my bud
Found my happiness, y'all live controlled they shook