[Verse 1: Callon B & Simple]

(Callon B)

No hesitation Ima go ahead and talk my shit, but don't speak about me cuz what you talk might stick

When I turn it around and I just use it against all who offend, man it's time to do it again

Hit the roof with the Zen, let loose with the pen, we all search for forever and this is proof it exist

I hopped straight in that water and I flew with the fish, such a lucid event ingest hallucinogens

(Simple)

In gest N few of my friends long story road to glory as my morning begins

Hows it going holy roller I'm the most hiii, hopped high in the sky and started swimming with birds

Now my vision is blurred, syllables slurred, I guess my lifes a synonym for living absurd

It's Simple, Simple, bitch whatchu heard? Such a conundrum fucked up at functions how this rhythm occurred

How this rhythm occurred? Somewhere in my mind flow with the Mystical worlds

If Gods a symbol he lives in my Shirley temple, founded by the drugs that have entered my mental

(Callon B)

Concepts so simple they will leave you in disarray, hit the haze only eat it if it's an eighth

I know I'm out there but I ain't ever tripped a day, get it straight when I spit you don't get to hate

(Simple)

I call on Callon before I ingest this gallon of sherm-chicka-errr, never defer a challen-gerrr

Stuck in this world my feet ain't touched the floor for hours when I'm high the world is ours

(Callon B)

Callon B thirteen or one three, got stones in my pocket you can call me Pimp C, Bun B

This the year of the crystal healers, time to deal with the fiscal stealers

[Verse 2: Callon B & Simple]

(Simple)

Fuck the Government, mother fuck the Government, undercover covenant with the underworld

I'ma Shaman rummaging through my moms purse, I got em ticked off time to see if this bomb works

Bang bang, boom, hand gun and a bazooka bubble gum for the shooter

And hard dick for Medusa, Holy Bible for the liars eyes crucifixed on staying alive

Never afraid to die riders ridin over the horizon son you just livin a lie success is suicide

Fuck a do or die I find the fucking truths in lies, I pass you with the futuristic presence of a living God

I guess this is Heavens sentence if you think about it? I'll prolly end up in Hell for these wicked rhymes

(Callon B)

So pay attention fuck what you believe I shall remain offensive

Face a sentence when I say a sentence

You just became a witness, victim of celestial visits

Shift dimensions when the Mescaline hittin

When you spit it it's awkward as altercations with Coppers

Who's given authorization to walk the streets with a yopper

Riot gear, tear gas, emergency responders

Brain washed racist with an urgency to slaughter

Why we still hearing gun sounds when our hands up and our guns down, while they gun down another young child

No justice when there's no trial but we can't turn down like there's no dial, Cops profile

Word to Trap Jorge, my weed got a pass port

To dirty when we ride in the car, no evidence roll it in a Mayan Cigar

This is Mayan Cigars......Smoke a Mayan Cigar