Ain't no shit to write about..
Yo, I'm here, and you're all in for a treat,
Phillies fitted on my head, purple Nike's on my feet.
Smokin' all the green, I be chillin' with my boys,
Layin low with Wiz, and bumpin' Pink Floyd.
The name's M-Kee, I be killin every verse,
Smilin' today because tomorrow could be worse.
Yeah, I came to light it yo,
yeah, you just can't fight it bro,
pass the blunt and smoke and O,
I think it's time for me to slowwwww
Down, and chill, but only for a second.
Back to the track I be stickin to the method.
Jays, bowls, blunts, bongs,
Without them I'd be nothing, no, I woulndn't write my songs.
Ain't no shit to write about cause all I do is smoke.
Ain't no shit to fight about cause all I do is joke.
Juse striving through my life, yeah, I always play it tough,
Because you know that Forever Isn't Ever Enough.
U all will look up to me n' pray.
Cause' I gonna burn God's book.
N' reborn u all on ONE singel day!.
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