Refine

Got a few commas in my tummy
Back in the business of
Fucking up checks
Needed time with myself
Artist is working reflecting Again
Refining the logic that lies in my Head
You Zombies
I deal with them
Leaving blood on the steps
Boy Uh
They goin' study how Sherwin Had keys to the box
I lied, I laughed, I had changed All the locks
Fuck em' up Fuck em' up, go

Go off, withdrawn and yawn to Padawan
And Donkey strong Kong, king Sized like walk-on
The reigning champ like Bron, Durant
The false facts is more appealing
That's why we gravitate towards That
Like Breezes in spring season, Over inhaling smokestacks
This feeling is hold back
I been fearful that the swallow Gonna spit at me
And that's cause that bird fly High
And we just into trees not in em'
Still thinking bout my center Piece, mantle spot
What do I got? That I don't Have a lot
Fuck me, I'm winning Nonchalant with it

I don't give a fuck about you and All your ganja

But I'm here
But I'm here
Got your lunch money and I'm Here