Quarantine Muzik

I'm not coughing cause I'm sick
I'm coughing off the weed
Don't get confused off shit you chose to misconceive
The atmosphere apocalyptic
The news generalize and never gets specific
The panic is delicious, as animals we sense it
Predators show their teeth lets say they're photogenic
I'm in the crib lighting up a blunt and 2 incense
Erykah Badu coochie scented
Stevie wonder singing superstitious

The writing on the wall vandalism
I need a Pulitzer for all my isms
Going for the gold that's Olympics
Or the fucking Spanish inquisition
It's all about transactions and transitions
I slide thru like bad traction and low friction
Fuck a foot in the door i kick that bitch off the hinges
About the Capitol period, gave my people full sentences
Way before Covid these muhfuckas were viruses
Bitches watching me sneeze, it's weed smoke in my sinuses
I'm the street psychiatrist
Might as well get licensed
Iron Mics like Tyson
Senses heightened in solitary confinement

Like planetary alignment
Universal energy is siphoned
Into my king's crown
Smoking blunts that look like big rockets nigga Ming yao
Crushing up a THC diamond like bling blaow
Order up a few amphetamines with my PayPal
Lock the doors then i quarantine with my main gal
Now it's time to watch her model in a negligee gown
Man this shit an introverts oasis
We just made our daily preparations
To the sour faces

I'm not coughing cause I'm sick I'm coughing off the weed
Don't get confused off shit you chose to misconceive
I'm just shaking a martini during quarantine
Empty arena i can't even watch my favorite teams



Credits
Writer(s): Mack Thomas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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