Spliff Music

You know what I mean? I wish I could just sit back and smoke weed for the rest of my life...

Its thanksgiving, I give thanks for the knowledge
Not what's in my wallet, not what's in my closet
I swear a lotta rappers in the closet
Obsessed with the fashion, dressed like they in pagents
I spit like I'm posessed by a dragon, telling bitches they gadgets
Simply just distractions
Truth hurts
I leave listeners bleeding, goverment lying don't be decieved by the enemy
No cheats, and I'm playing the game
Contested rappers ya'll fading away
Smoke superhero purps so I'm saving the day
I'm a homeless man to rap cause I'm craving a change
I'm a runaway slave
Runaway slave...

Children of the sun
Yeah! What's next?