West Coast Smoke

Proud to be a Black Man in Amerikkka
I don't know about you, but I love myself
Some time ago, in the Astral
I decided to manifest into physical

Being Black is 'bout the best way to express
So I can understand why they always tryna test
Tryna see, all that I is
All that I could be
Knowing that "I Am"

So godly
Hope you catchin' all this light
Every color in the spectrum baby, hella bright
If you was psychic you could see that I was out of sight
I'm the key conducting current down from the kite

Heaven to Earth
Bring the power to the people
This is Spirit talking, fool it ain't the ego
As far as tree's go
Know that I'ma get ya high
We all gon' touch the sky
Prana, electrified

On this West Coast smoke
We don't ever choke
Every time I roll through town
We gon' blow a pound
You can find me in your city
Car look like a ghost
Speakers loud, tree's loud
Women all around

On this West Coast smoke
We don't ever choke
Every time I roll through town
I'ma blow a pound
You can find me in your city
Car look like a ghost
Speakers loud, tree's loud
Women all around



Credits
Writer(s): Taurean Tore Kornegay
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