[Verse 1: Simple]

Lately seems like everybody waiting on a Simple verse

Like "Boy you fell off".......Yeah which Universe?

So you work as hard as you wanna

In stars when I gar Marijuana, I planted my landing space somewhere on Earth

What the fuck are you worth? You can kick rocks I move boulders

Holy moly Holy roller, roller coaster make sure that my cups don't tip off coasters

I guess it's time for me to get back to this shit, been off for a second its passed my tick

Right back to my office the Corner Store is my corner piece

Sometimes I feel like I should put my name up on the lease

Rice up on the table Condoleezz

I offer my condolences

These Ocean breezes inside my mind, I'm coastin

And these Palm trees and blonde skeezers

Actin like hot divas but can't wait to be back on their knees

Astonishing my Godly being, falling with no parachute

Make sure that I grab the loot, landed in the Aston Martin

DB Cooper Smash the booth, man this shit is laughable

I say the game is looking like a casual Friday

Just pass the Andre, 1990, Cronic and the Bombay

And let me get back to doin this shit

Perfection takes timing and a piece of mind

If you don't mind me placing all this peaceful pine into this piece of mine and let me smoke

Whole life like an anecdote of dope music

My unconscious just wrote to this and all I do it quote cool shit

(Jon Y AKA The Minister talking)

[Verse 2: Callon B]

We to Enfluential, I motivate when I get the pencil

Exponential, rise in all of my potential

Call on Simple, tell him meet me at the temple

Golden microphones and Holy instrumentals

All my mans investin that blue paper, we manifesting our true nature

I came to on a day in June and made the move like a new neighbor

Soul searching our soul purpose till the shows over no closed curtains

No closed caption, fuck co sign's, you don't innerstand my old rhymes

Old ties to the Most Hiii, been searching far but no sign of that Gold mine

Funny how I had to close both eyes and think with both sides

Dank, I bake and meditate

Namaste, channeled wisdom from a Snake

I'm over heads like a Soul Star, I vibrate till there's no charge

So Spiritual I don't go hard, wavy as a muhfuckin boat yard

Pirate ships and that treasure map, some get the spark then never act

But never that I leave a beat in severed ash with my clever raps

I'm forever passed these local lames with no message just doe and dames

We've seen it all, shits old and fake

Freeing minds, blowing brains

Big Bang, evolution on Church St. it's Thirteen

Once infinit but now a Earth being