Catfish Heaven

True collar fella, don't call me high yella Coolin', but got family that'll jump you Right out of them Margielas (uhh) Esteem boat afloat, I raise it to a yacht Navigate the waves, you know my brain the propeller Cave dweller, hang in dark room where I develop I call it the stu, mothership funkadelic Been that nigga since the sandbox Stayed in batting practice Y'all was too cool for the sandlot, now I can't stop Kickin' up dirt, I call it being honest Gotta slide in some mud to stride in the polish Learning more about grace, y'know, acknowledge then you let go It go together like, watching Scandal with bordeaux Gotta get it for granny, whether going's good or grim Ghetto or grotto, better know that I'm golden from within Guaranteed what I'm granted, no g-g-g-gah gibberish This grown man grizzly, goin' off, getting grits Aye yo I'm active, mad lit, might do a backflip 'Specially when I'm off the protein from the catfish Love the flavors, baked, grilled, fried, even blackened So good got me yelling yaaaooo like my adlib (yaaaooo) Magic to me, don't need no hattrick Gimme Welch's grape, mac n' cheese, collard greens, and the catfish Welch's, mac n' cheese, collard greens, and the catfish Welch's, mac n' cheese, collard greens, and the catfish Love to my sister, Nabi she a trooper We plot out in the delta, shouts to Tuscaloosa, Bama talk Finna cop land, and moonbeam from a street in the east All the way down to the city, ya peep? It's all crescent I hit the canvas harder than bodies in pro-wrestling To spark the art, leave a mark, and keep the lights on In a place where rent will grip you tighter than a python Finessing even getting costly, I'm off, b Might turn into that quiet nigga, relocate it down south Let my heart swell with a southern belle, and I'm out No time for overpromises, and flakey hugs That leave yo ass feeling less lit than an empty club But my bounce back, ballcap, beautifully bended brim Blast ya Bose, Beats, or whatever your ears are in Tell Benny and the Jets I'm b-b-b-bringing the bliss It's black as a Bernie Mac bit—cheeeaaa I'm active, mad lit, might do a backflip 'Specially when I'm off the protein from the catfish Love the flavors, baked, grilled, fried, even blackened So good got me yelling yaaaooo like my adlib (yaaaooo) Magic to me, no need for hattrick Gimme Welch's grape, mac n' cheese, collard greens, and the catfish Welch's, mac n' cheese, collard greens, and the catfish Welch's, mac n' cheese, collard greens, and the catfish