Released on November 10, 2018

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High on caffeine

What the fuck you mean

I'm just scrolling the scene

Cracks all in my screen

Tryna kick this weed

But life sucks this is what I need

The pressure keepin me depression free

Breaking up these trees

Environmentalists be hatin me

I burn em down like a griz-a-ly

Can’t contain a g

In these white boys they finicky

I'm out of Raws evidently

Damn

I channel mental feeds

Food for the thought

With a side of melodies

Can't be vegan

If i do it for the cheese

So im doin what i please

Chop gang

Cuz I dont play no keys

They so they fascinated

But i wouldn’t do it if i didn't have my babies

I'd say fuck this shit and drop a new Mercedes

On a crib in Haiti living like my mama made me

Living free like my mama made me

Living like my mama made me

In a crib I built in Haiti

I would never drive Mercedes

Give me range Rover

So my babies

Got room for they bikes

Mountain range like the Himalayas

Western hemisphere

Could no longer live in fear

Chase that liquor with the beer

Bag that shorty with the rear

Get them racks

I ain't neva chasing that

I'm a magnet to the sacks

Had to meditate to get my powers back

Now they be like who is dat

Adam Antium

I'm a Star

Flipped the script

Yeah I came from rats

Master Splinter

Dats some facts

Got a gang of ninjas and we movin tracks

Turning bars into plaques