Attics

[Verse 1 – Cise Star]
I’m that same nigga—nigga from right here
Loving N, C, double A and light beers
“Mecca lecca hi, mecca hiney ho” right here
Magic in the attic. Take a look and you might stare
Don’t give a fuck about you pigeons and nightmares
Like brown girls with the jet-black black hair
Like white girls’ pretty feet and nice ears
Love black girls—everything is right there
Put them all together, have a party, and don’t care
Another day tomorrow, habanera, and polar bears
What the hell he talking ‘bout? An Animal Planet affair
Put some clothes on, talk a walk, and it’s Double Dare
With double dogs, just a Prince from Bel Air
King like Friday, sniffing on canned air like Spaceballs
The lonely kid missing the roll call, tryin’ to find love with the help of OnStar
Smile with ya teeth out, beating the beat out
Police doing checkpoints—girl, we gotta re-route
Yes, it is a man’s man’s world, kicking ya feet out
Like James so Brown—say it loud and so proud
Can I See Everything: CISE
Stupid Theories Are Really Ragged: STARR
Did it for the young ones sittin’ in the bars
And the dreamer dream a dream, showin’ us all of gods…
Make love to it