Sardines

Nowadays they don't teach us how to read
They teach us how to bleed; too many followers
Teach 'em how to lead
From 12 blocks away smell my trees from out a breeze
Ran for 12 for 12 blocks teach 'em how to breathe
So much bad karma can't tell if its gonna stop
Dip through a hundred lots, been yelling fuck the cops
Cop scuba gear so I can go raid a sunken yacht
Drugs popped in the mule it made her stomach rot
But people love sniffin' that raw shit
Woke up from a dream had a vision we all rich
Moonshine chemist you can sit in my office
I live in the conscious(?), you can never take a dish out the don's fridge
Levitt(?) like the old plum pit, you don't know the type of gremlins that my soul run with
Got the typa orders that could make the whole trunk split
When I die tell my shorty play the gold trumpet
Crossing borders you ain't been to the function yet
Tryna' light a blunt of sour on a fuckin' jet
Put them on now they wanna