She dropped a load on me before they closed the door

I be with nobody who know what′s goin' on inside

My father body swollen behind my eyesI ain′t cry for him in time, the return solar

We on the ride forward, the reverse not workin'

Sometimes we collide, the black sky full of supernovas

The stars that died, no lie

I'm still rootin′ for us

Two foots in the soil (Right)

Rhymes force to conjoin us to the cosmic

Spliff burnin′ like crude oil

Cool water drip like osmosis

I set the mood for you, you know the vibes

Today, I got time for it (Today, I got time cuz), run, Forrest

Five on me like I'm Bob Horry for the tribe, slime

Mamba mentality, stars falling out of the sky, Sly

He was a star, when he, when I got him, he was a star

Sly told ya that everybody is a star

The only problem is, some people haven′t been put in the dipper and poured back on the world

Woke up on the West Coast for the first time of my life

Drove cross country, but I remember those flights

Genuflected when I heard the weed price

White boys with the weed pipes

Sunny days, sunny nights, mighty clouds and northern lights

I was always bright

So, no sooner than we touched down

I'm seeing how we could get home and be right

It′s hard to live in the moment, but I guess I had a gift

Hawaiian so potent, zonin' off bong rips

I painted houses all summer, they paid by the shift

My boss was an enterprisin′ white kid

Eagle-eyed everything you did—shit gig, but I didn't quit

MJG and 8Ball spittin' out the whip

Spliffs with keef at the tip

It felt sleepy at night, but I like that, felt like you could relax

Like you could disappear, like I wasn′t surrounded by the past

Months passed, and we goin′ back

And in the back of my mind, the plan already hatched

The door panels already stashed

Illinois state trooper just waiting for time and space

To cross our path

It's daydreams that I love. Where you might be controlling some of the thoughts, the dream takes over, things are unraveling before you without your intervention

Walkin′ four corners of God's country

Group calesthenics and morning fog

Catskill views, cats still yawnin′

A few hundred miles from hot garbage and smog

'89 find Airmax 90, first run

Fresh lungs, sweet blood

Light bugs spark blackness, back at the annex

Past bedtime, kissin′, prayin' nobody catch us

Zap, baby powder homie sock if you fell asleep first

Pummel body, la-di-da

Batteries added, vicious cycle, hurt people hurt people

Days of summer, carefree, haven't found an equal

We all knew the Isleys before the Beatles

Red moon over the rec room in direction of discovery

Idle time wonderin′

Thumbin′ 70s Ebony mags, drippin' red ICEE on the pages

Learned to swim in a pool where a boy drowned last year

Wax in my ear

I heard voices I couldn′t make out in the deep end

When I dipped my head under—come again?

Burrs stuck to my socks

Pinch every few steps on the way to the graveyard

Old man Cropsey's head in my foot locker