What A Day

[Verse 1: Kaysinners]

I was riding on the road. Smoking on some trees. Feeling really mellow. Like a good fellow, peaceful at ease. Ready to get to pussy hitting while the world was hidden. Don't really care, because this is a place I don't fit in. Secluded area in a parking lot. Humping a lot, hitting the spot, too high I thought this chick had no top. But she hopped on the cock, saying don't stop. After it was over she forgot to put on the headlights of the car. As we moved on, a siren went on. Cop asked for the registration, with a face filled with no frustrations. Protecting and serving? He can't protect a fucking nation. He let us go, took our weed then we rolled. We rolled, rolled our asses home. Home

[Chorus]

What a day. What a day

[Verse 2: Kaysinners]

After that, we stopped smoking for a while. Cop wasn't acting foul. But got caught by like a mile. Rookie should've got a prize. He didn't want us to lie, but my chick just lied. Coca-Cola hidden from the eye, filled with weed which we grind. Now I ride, get high, I smoke whats mine. Inhaling plants that fuck my eyes