High And Trippin'

(Album: Soulful Distance - 2021)

Can you hear it?
Can you hear it?

High and I'm tripping, I'm in the kitchen
Frying up some chicken, but rhymes you've been missing
I put away the pots and pans, time to punch the clock again
Hit the stage, rock the fans, a lot of weed, lot of hands in the air
Hit the square, that's some pretty good shit you have
You rolled it kinda crooked, yeah, it's a hole in it, lookie there
Hold it like you're playin a flute; I don't like to stay in the booth
But I need to fix my teeth, they say I look like a sabre-tooth
Nevermind them, bitches, I get behind 'em
And grind 'em so hard I make 'em cough up a condom
I'm just bullshitting, I'm too old to bang for hours
Mr. Copeland come [?] with a gang of flowers
But if your thang is sour, go find a shower
Pantyliner and some kind of fine vagina powder
I was looking for some strangé since I was a young age
Dick got stiff soon as I took a whiff one day

Can you hear it?
Aw yeah! (Can you hear it?)
Can you hear it?

Drunk and I'm tripping, coochie gripping, tequila sipping
Not beefing, never slipping, still Cadillac dipping
Heineken tipping, script, never flip it
Just lost my ambition for random women, poking and pimping
Can you hear it? In my voice?
Well, of course you can't, 'cause I'm lying
But you can ask my wife, I been trying
Damn, I got divorced a few times, but don't give up on me
Fuck with me; fuck me over, your luck'll be
Bad as fuck 'cause you're stuck with me
Lots of choking and knuckling, no more grinning and chuckling
Devin, pass me the weed, so I can touch the sky when I jump
What the fuck am I talking about? Nothing

A-can you hear it?
Aw yeah!
Can you hear it?
A-can you hear it?
Aw y-y-yeah!

Yeah, I flow cool out a Cadillac
Been known to keep it funky like the product in the Similac
I blow a sack while I'm dripping facts all over wax
Mr. Artifacts came to kick it in the art of rap
A heart attack, the acts that only glitz wearing they gold
Ain't a solid object rapper got the gift to be this dope
Make amazing situations happen, killing [?]
I'm a bad man, context: mad professional
Quantum leap, I gotta be the scientific when I spit it
Stimulated, highly medicated, coming wit' it vivid
Buzzing like a bee, Muhammad Ali, you can find me
Popping tops and killing quarts in front of M-I-C

Can you hear it? (Can ya, can ya hear it, can ya hear it?)
Can ya hear it?
Aw yeah!