Easter Sunday 97

When my momma hear this, I know she gon' be feelin' this Her son make her feel good like photosynthesis My first fur was brown, just like cinnamon First bitch was rowdy, but no frown, just tremblin' All about the melanin, always bring an L in Always 'bout the racks like Serena and them He was sellin' dope, not like Karina and them And my dawg was sellin' wet like Katrina and them And I be rockin' Westwood like the mascot I'm a drunk superhero, gotta keep the Hancock Gotta eat like Kyle Pad, not pad thai F*ck with mine, f*ck around, be in your pad tight You niggas livin' life with hallucinogens You livin' life good, it's seducin' me That nigga too sick, he need some Mucinex I'm in the backseat, I'm gettin' super neck Pray Allah hold me, I keep my arms wide open It's never ever all over F*ck the cost, pay it all forward, you takin' off Taste exhaust from a car motor, taper in the cloth My day get started, thanks, praises to my God Then get lost, thoughts savorin', don't take it as a loss Octavian, the preacher strange as niggas thought Used to say it's odd, sway the con, I'm twenty-five now Tryna find a baby moms, times changin', dawg Chopped and screwed, group home, baby Quad, dice shaking Dark days ahead, I got a flame to spark, time is racist Problems all related, they both say the Sun phased at 180 F*ck it, 4/20 blaze it, unravelin' the blunt Trees breakin', she makin' it a log Fifty paces in the same place, jog your memory Cheap mason, we got 'em all, how the bait taste? You waiting in a pond Tell Dom he wanna turn it down, man Turn it down Dom Turn it up