Namaste Mo Fuckas
It’s ya favorite teacher
Old school flow
Gym shorts
Same t-shirt
3 days in a row
The fuck I care bout fashion fo?
Five grand on all them brand names
Damn man!
I could give 2 shits bout where
You’re from and where ya goin
Fuck ya neck up lookin back n forth
Don’t misalign this only moment
Mañana may not cum
That’s why life can be a bitch
Make her climax everyday
Don’t even need to use my dick
Did I stutter? Oh shit yeah I guess I did
Smokin on that daffy dutch
Munchin like I’m Porky Pig
Meditation is a must
I said that shit 'fore Kendrick did
Recommended by the judge
Cuz at 16 I was sentenced
“Service the community
Boy you actin stupidly”
Suppressed my anger so long
That shit wasn’t good for me
Let the past go with
Everybody I was hurt by
Fuck stress
One shot to my third eye

Don’t tell me calm down (4x)

Hook
No time for the fakes
Let em birds fly
One time - don’t be quittin
On the first try
Two times for my people
Who survived.
Three times, take it to the third eye

Conscious rap’s comeback
No I’m not pill poppin
Simple psychedelic Mary Jane
For my brain
Long as I got my breath
I take oxy to the head
Too hard for the cotton
There’s no filter for the pain
They sayin my lyrics get too deep
There’s no way I could fit in
It’s not my fault I’m well endowed
Ya heads too small to get it
So stay inside ya shallow circles
I ain’t even trippin
Fuck a million followers
I’m a person not religion -
Not insistin by the 3rd eye
That I’m Hindu
But they helped me find inner peace
Cuz everything I been through
Life as a shorty shouldn’t of been so rough
But I’m the cream of the crop
And I was born to be top
Ya heard me
Dirty Jersey in this bitch
And we ain’t leavin
So sick of all this A.I.
No offense Steven
I’m a turn the robots
Into mindful beings
Higher than the birds eye
Call that shit ya third eye

Don’t tell me calm down (4x)

Hook
No time for the fakes
Let em birds fly
One time - don’t be quittin
On the first try
Two times for my people
Who survived.
Three times, take it to the third eye

Goin off the dome
Time to rap up this song
Mikey Budd with the speech
Cuz you know I love to preach
But the streets and world gotta
Stop with senseless killin
All this racist bullshit
Stop letting phones raise ya children
Everybody wants to play the blame game
Like there’s a fuckin winner
Swallow ya pride like a got damn stripper
Provecho a tu dinner
Like the leader of the states
You so angry and full of hate
I could teach you how to meditate