Vaca In L.A

I feel amazing I wanna go on vacation So bad I get impatient This not no game, I'm not playing What you saying? Oh my greatness Back to back to back I'm taking all sick days bitch I told my job I caught death but I'll escape it And until, that day, I just, will be wasting My time just getting wasted I feel so fucking faded But not too much to not check my stocks I take ownership, they can't count me out You might think that my life done went south But every master needs like 10,000 hours So I isolated, and I became the most groovy Austin powers baby When I hit LA, you'll find me up on Runyon Canyon Shedding off this dead weight Brooklyn is my heart and soul, but the whole world is my template Feeling like I found sensei, feeling like I found sensei Master Roshi or Dende I be walking this winding path that's very similar to snake way If I fall, help me up Better yet give me nimbus And I be on cloud nine, feeling super divine Is that Mone, oh shit! No way Eye candy and nothing else She could've been a bomb wife, shame