Part I: My Mind
Person 1: We're on the of the Cypress Hill ganja bus and we're just gonna do it up like this, we're smokin' some OG Person 2: Oh this some OG right here? Yeah this my favorite strain. Love me OG Person 1: I was gonna ask you that, you know, that was on the list of questions cause I know you're a heavy smoker, I mean, you know, all your mixtapes are uh smoke influenced. You know, obviously you're a connoisseur. What is your favorite strain? You know, like, okay, so we know it's OG. That's my favorite strain too. But let's say, aside from OG, what are the other Person 2: Aside OG...
Too much on my I got way too on my mind Too on my mind I got way too much on my Too on my mind I got way too on my mind
Too on my mind My bitch mad at me, said I'm too much on my You a hypebeast nigga, you stuck on the It's bacon outside, I don't fuck the swine Fam I'd be if I signed of my guys lookin' for out I'm puffin' on ounce, this indie life is what I'm any doubt, 60 Lights, I finished with drought The route, yeah I figured it out The bigger the cloud, bigger my Shit like Bigga was out You a hoe, nigga, live in a I'm a resident, I in her mouth Backwood rollin' OG and stout
Part II:
Most of the deuce you down south I'm just a east nigga holdin' my crown West vibe out Fuck up their now Maybe I smoke too Maybe I smoke too
Vote for Trees burn like forest and stale vaginas You niggas miners, lineup is weak Couple grand if you cop the feet I'm on the bud, it's Marley and me Red fox and Harlem nights, a hardly can see On my punk smooth shit, '90s R&B like let me be 40 dollar nigga get his cuts from Lemontree My MCE got 10 for me my nigga Retchy P Black'll be home the of '17 Hold hat cause we gon' get this cream on naps like several dreams Until then I'm on raw Catch me backdoor, 54
Part III: Petty
[Intro: Smoke DZA + Dogg] Every 4/20, right? Harlem's finest, the one and only DZA, aka Smoke Dogg You me? In the buildin' Oh yeah, we'll at you in a minute Don't the dizzle, my nigga, we'll be back in two minutes Two of my favorite joints right
Roll another one for the of it Steady beefin' my bitches So hard to find a good therapist I know, wife, happy life But you know how much I get? But back to the raps the subject matter is irrelevant Separate the from the princes, that's the principle on my lil' man, he actin' like an imbecile Took the P4 and the too Petty dad, type to poke a in the intertube Make his miserable, shorty what you livin' through? I perfect, but what person is? Stank is greener on the other side 'til you find out the surface is your purpose is? I'm all in the pocket, I'm 'bout to surf in it Stoner, never sober Slash big chief lower, slash ain't no colder Notepads for these trash ass niggas, it's Kushed God and glowed up
So don do say, I'm off the I could do this every it, it's every Tuesday Drop bombs Baghdad, you play God fly low I'm tryna get high though