Golden Seed

Who do you be talking to when the lights out?
Down south
Pillow talking leads to dry mouth
Instagram been stalking
Propaganda like a kraut
Surprising when you caught and posted up just like a trout
Mouth open
Head shoulder knee and toking
Walked into a trap but noticed I'm Macaulay Caulkin
New drop
Add it to my flask the seed is golden
I'm from another realm feel like I'm Ronald Reuel Tolkien
With the gas
I don't need no fuckin morphine
I turn into another beast I think I'm animorphing
That's a warning
To anybody say the music boring
Just say it's not for you
Unintended audiences snoring

Yeah

Let's sip the cognac that I'm pouring
I'm roaring through my twenties while the bulls will stay a goring
We staring at a screen then run to every single warning
We post about a day forget the families that's mourning
It's a storming
Use that phone like umbrella
The rain will keep on coming if you buy into agenda
No magenta
The mainstream is black and white
Seeing different shades could keep you covered like a knight
Self protection
What I call the Smith & Wesson
You might just have to learn a lesson never mess with Texan
Strapping up the boots before I finish with the Stetson
The corpse is un-identified the wrist is eight and sevens

Shmobb ain't ever been to heaven
Is it even real? nobody answering my question
I tried to talk to god but he ain't show up for the session
I was on my ass and had to deal with depression
I say it in the past tense, the presence no exception
That ain't no deception I just learned about discretion