Perfect State of Mind

Its only when Im feeling like this I can diss my enemies though there’s really not many but theres plenty that I love that’s the way I think when Im high above the clouds surrounded by the trees in Kenya and Tanzania South Africa Bora Bora I don’t read the Torrah cuz I cant real Hebrew wish I could but Im a foo fo you cuz you a foo fo me smoke that tree smile with glee make some tea put in a little bit of honey smash your face in the glass press and let go of the gasoline I ruptured my spleen that’s a lie I aint positive yet for the test of mononucleosis DO I have rabies? Wanna have babies? Clay Aiken cookin me some bacon, I dig to you a hole that’s true of value I smell leaves in trees I got mad steeze and a little but of mac and cheese with a little parm on the pasta I am the rasta masta jam on das da way we roll a mole pick up some cole from santa clause I am hungry bring my some bras so I can fill em up with mucnhies and smunchie those chips and dip or I just go and break ya hip ill do a flip dip around and trip clip a paperclip to my shoe I blow on by you and yo crew