On Behalf of Thee Ethereal Mister Flowers (feat. Izado)

Ain't it, ain't it If only flowers bloom from my face I'd believe you, I believe you If only flowers bloom from my face I'd believe you, I believe you Off to playground Mary go Round to see Juwanna's man, they let it roll Puff pass habit Blunt laced, aglet Recreational havoc on we darker than blue Marionette did do-si-do, dragged Nocchio Lollygagging like some yoyo tugging yogi hoes Deepthroating on Tootsie Pops Licking what world may never know All the way towards center fold Couples, by the set, get their swing on And dancers tether with roped poles Spirits hop for hops, double Dutch Emerald sky and stars ember, Heineken slush Conversations harp on like logo Guinness Must know your limits Before you finish with a hum strum tongue out Like envelope enclosures when they hung out Safe to say little Nocchie was strung out The Devil's playground isn't an idle mind It's a mine full of your idols You know, when all your counterparts surpass you And they start to blow up before your very eyes As a youngin' I would soil my pants Pissed off father after covered crotch dance 3:4 Signature Waltz then Gwara Gwara Switched right and left like walking inside a Target Why bother chatter when bladder was leaking info Now I'm a horrible gardener like Uncle Fiifi andTony I'm always spilling my seed Won't catch me Onan up to it That's son of Judah I am the Creme de la Sharecrop circles out pictures been Alienated too long and unidentified Flying objectified Despite breaking the mold We all got images to uphold How bold of aliens to italicize Squares buried in the rough Rhombi disguised, diamond cut If only flowers bloom from my face I'd believe you, I believe you What if I also told you that mine could have two different meanings One being of course, a land mine the other a mine full of jewels You know diamonds in the rough But overtime you'll realize that Idolizing man isn't vital to your survival But nor is deeming them you rival You'll figure it out Yea and they party every day, every day, every day, uh yea every day uh Two stones one bird Slim competition When there's featherweight bird chest niggas in my division We threw this shit together like a diarrhea dodgeball Too many Oswalds ouchea walking with Weenie out Either way Lee Harvey done blue brain TradeMarxMen, circled up like letter R Ready to aim complaints at moment's notice Secret shit discussed like porta potty confessional Talking Pope John Pulp Gulp down O Renthenal James Cutthroat jolt Hurts like car Rental tropes Sounds of vitamin C OJ soaked Let's have toasts for avant off guard Topless mimosas for brunch after you hunch Learn how to cover chest, pectutorials Get hipped to it how hula hoops do it Though peers apply pressure Temptation requires effort on both sides equated For siblings I'll make trillions Yea, Real Talk But if flowers bloomed from face I'd be Brandon Alexander Williams