Rocketship

Verse 1:
Back in the days, when I was young
I would see green leaf as seed for the fiend.
Up until about fifteen I would think these thing:
Keen is the seeker of the abstainer, ragers havens for fakers
Losers abusing sip and that stank dank
Um, I'm a grown man, and I understand, that I damned a gram
And blessed a high, only when the reigns rest in your hands
When I see judges I, wanna start thuggin' slide
Up and bust them in public with a brick, my dick they can suck it, nut bustin'
I realized, "I'm frontin' confrontin' my assumptions
Busters they love it judgin' the puffin"
My vice is ruffin' muff up concussion chumps
I stomp until stomachs slump up through vomit, stop it
Cockblockin' cock and them ganja rockets
Live your own life and I'll live mine
Everything's fine when you mind your own mind instead of mine
I like what I like, and I do what I want, ‘cuz I do what I like

Chorus:
You radical, it's low-tide, shut down, picking on the fade
We get faded (faded)
We fuck bitches (bitches)
We get money (money)
We sip Henny (Henny)
(‘til the day I die)

You radical, it’s low-tide, shut down, picking on the fade
We slang crack (crack)
We shoot niggas (niggas)
We smoke dro (dro)
We get riches (riches)
(‘til the day I die)

Verse 2:
Reasons sit twisted in heathens seeking to get a fix
But me, I’m laughing at kitties sitting in pools of puke
I don’t think different of losers
Because they’re losers before and after the fact
That they drank a handle of Jack
I stayed away from liquor
‘cuz I thought it made me cool as Hitsugaya’s bankai
I stayed away from reefer, to be just like my dad
But then I forgot his voice
The only way I would puff trees was if Lucy Liu came up to me
Presented a “g” and a Swisher Sweet
And promised to let me play hide and go seek
Deep in them cheeks, capiche?
I’m already nuts
I don’t need drugs, you don’t want to see me fucked up
If I touched the stuff, my mind might bust
Nigga get gone off a pinch of the bud

Swag Section:
Smooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooke

Chorus