3rd Street Tunnel

Life's a bitch and I'm trynna make it worth a while I'm making shit that makes me smile Spinning in reverse as I'm painting on tiles Telekinesis from outer space to Ohio It's cloudy days with some caldo de res I'm on the Golden Gate Bridge smoking the best It's the chunin exams and I ace every test Indica and knowledge that's with every breath I'm driving down 3rd street faded as f*ck This for all my people that can keep it a buck You can bang my line if you in the mud stuck There some pieces of my pride you can never cut Is it this fine smoke that keeps me elusive? Them Bruce lee lessons movin' like fluids Anxiety and sweaty palms questions if I do it Atlas with the world in my shoulders but I must pursue it I'm a 98 baby You can say the music made me But I'm one with the earth I'm feeling oh so wavy I'm dreaming of days of rapping out in Brooklyn Shark money in my pocket Mark Cuban Spitting in the back court dunk with Patrick Ewing If it's bagels and pizza you know I'm speaking fluent I'm drowning in a vortex of my own words I'm Siddhartha moving with the curve Like Guru and Preem I know it's hard to earn 400 Meter sprints only left turns Smoking in the Twilight Zone Measuring my skills as I sharpen and hone Just another dog trynna get me a bone Life like a revolver baby you can come along