Chill.

I really don't like rapping for free. I'd love to blame the economy But I wonder if it's greed within me. Most of my life living blind, eyes closed, now I see Wait Third eye was broken, token Paid every due, see those tolls start to open Wow what a view Black and white starts to mix now. If I mention skin, I'm talking black top picks now Swish Ballin' if you ask my savings Dunkin' celery in PB will help you with your cravings Stop pretending to be hare, we can see that you're shaving Slow down, appreciate the grind and make peace with it Never cease, get it. If her father don't, I'm just hoping that my niece get it Flow water, hope I'm ready for the pop when the grease hit it No need to heat the meat most my energy is photosynthetic Turn all those sixes into nines I'm sort of dyslexic Rather eccentric when I'm talking anything eclectic If you made it this far, then you're far from a skeptic Appreciate you for real. Taking moments just to chill 'Cause they hard to come by these days Wait They hard to come by these days Peace