intense heat rises and spreads through my nervous system//
unexplainable euphoric feeling has taken over, yes da rythm//
moving to da sound of music is my addiction//
while yall are spittn and bitchin, i'll be cooking in da kitchen//
something good for da real hip hop culture to dig in and listen//
if yall don't feel me, then i got to baked buns for yall to be kissin//
i bone a petit girl just to change her world in an instant//
cuz my package is driven to the maximum submission//
music, words, and beats are the real reason//
got me spell bounded to just flow automatic on a mission//
to let yall know who the real hip hop followers are in dis show//
full of puppets attached to strings and controlled by an evil being/
wake up and smell my shit, relax and smell da wiff//
everyday i ask questions as i sit in my porch torching a spliff//