Japanese Jazz

You could feel the fire in my soul
When my eyes wide higher than the dro I'm out the window
Niggas watch me for they daily inspiration
I ain't racing heart Mary Jane I'm barely sane
Book a trip to put my bitch in Cuban airplanes
With links and kinky women like, am I in Cirque du Soleil?
Another stingy nigga with the guac like it's Chipotle
For all this nigga got he prolly popped a couple propanes
Yeah he got that torch mane, undisclosed source
Same celery divorce in the ceiling and the floor boards
Who told my mama to raise me to take the game?
Boy I'll show these motherfuckers who throwing dirt on my name
Pull a fully nelson, Mandela Margiela kicks with the sweater
I fucked ya chick but don't sweat her I'm only here for this weather
Whether or not we together, I'll get this bread up
And get this cheddar Freschetta cheese I mean I'm fed up

Took Ls that cut deep like a switch blade
But always stayed the course I was going never switched lanes
Keep it smooth as some japanese jazz playing
Told me I was crazy many times now I'm insane for real
Seen dudes think they Sosa go out sad as Tony
Cause they ain't see the death of they ego
We remain resilient through everything that we go
Every loss took it straight like a champ
Ain't have to check in where was stamped
And we had barely had just got up off the steps
Guarantee you we was passing every test
For a slip I really wouldn't hold my breathe
Talks in hotels where the floors was marble
We was all together like a human carpool
Everything was worth the cost
Cheers to all the innocence lost