Bofors Scandal

Pussy ass politicians the real fuckin' cunt Man slaughter everywhere shit show is a hunt You use social media till the power is cut Time to get tough kid you better adjust I come to wake your third eye fold Haters be mad Cause there third eye close Bitches think they rad But they just some untidy Hoes We lift your sprite up from the spliff that we blows Keep it moving through the highs and lows All the brothers doing there best pushing through unknown Take your time to grow older all alone Moving through this life like moving in a cyclone They might clone me cause I can be overthrown from my throne High as a high flying drone Getting high so you know I am stoned like stone Levitate now elevate later In my zone I feel rest at the best When I am in my home Make plans bitch I never postpone Don't blame for the things that you can't own Yeah I got fake friends Wishing i got lone I know things that can Never be shown There come time when Everybody gotta mourn