Man, I know I'm trying to have fun with it everywhere I go Truth be told I just got up in a bunch of nonsense Trying to take the fun out of my back and stuff never take my freedom, you know? Yo, Ash stop fucking around, yo the album? second try never came out my man, how come? You were like the guy, now we want Malcolm Who out here too loud, you need to it down some Chill, not now son Your doubt can't jeopardize my I like I'm stretching out in Shaolin Man of many sounds, I come They ask "Who?" like Townshend I'm O-Town meets Andre 3000, way keep bouncing It's wild, I don't even leave the And I feel the need to reason with you children Needs to be arousing like a jousting match him I ain't counting that, how I'm rounding out my alphabet We even rowdy yet [?] made himself a [?] yet Bout it since we started salvia Cruising in a golf cart on the gulf coast with a And my bro knows, why old folks go 'There goes Bozo' My like Joe Flacco getting tackled by fat dude Who grabbed [?] on a back in bath robe with a bad cold Homie, I'm that Ash, I just around with an afro And a gavel and I laugh more than a Crack up, Graduate, to flip that tassel My bad yo, that's too much of a with Castro Stash gets blown like a gastro More like grass grow I can be an I rather just hang out in my castle, blast Yo Elroy, Astro? Bet if the Jetsons had a best friend Def Jam And [?] and wed them, I would be the man Get it? I'm a man Stick my face right that chest and Motorboat those [?] you it though Terrible, Terridome, territory, Dude from 90210, tornado made of domes Sharon [?] here, smell my yo, my hair's long I don't even care Takes these earphones, put them on eardrums Here's some of this red rum, you boy, here it comes You ready boy, here it On a full ride to State, too high played it safe Could've been FloRida, my bad, my Should've started Footloose, the new Bac' The way I play chicken in busses no brakes And was on break, taking a pay cut I play cuts my stuff, make everybody go nuts Now say "Whaaaat?" What was That was fun do that again