[ Verse 1: CheecoBlak]

I"m seeking light where the son of the morning at

I"m scorching raps

With combo attacks while you more than wack

I'll croak in black

Just like my suit when I'm walking past

With an open flask

Of juice thats more than potent in the bag

Of ganja

Like sauna

I"m hot when i be on the

Mic

Get tight

Cause I write of plenty genres

Like books of poetry

Mystical you know it's me

I walk in ya' temple free

Of charge

Go raw the least

For G's

Go jop a nese'

No glee

I chop mcs

For cheese and better trees

I need for what I seek

But ya lost roll like roll call

Ball off in your stall

Hold off I go off get broke off with no sauce

[Bridge: CheecoBlak] x2

Like ketchup get catch'ed up

Wet up with crack fucks

Messed up off acid

I blasted some trap plugs

[Chorus: CheecoBlak] x2

Nowwwwwww

I'm on the search for new light

A new wife coagula'

While I solve life with spatulas

I'm asking ya to bring me wisdom while I'm catching up

She worshipping

While her ass is up

[Verse 2 : CheecoBlak]

Tools get ratchet back for months

Black enough for smacking punks

Trash because you ashing' dust

Masking up we blasting chumps

Acting up while bashing cunts

Rolling joints while passing blunts

Make my point I'm crashing ya' i straight appoint a vascular

To tear a tissue

Fuck them nighas' with you

I launch a missile

Now ya' nighas' is dead with you

Them bullets hit you

Now your family gonna miss you

You talking shit to

The wrong one I go and get you

Get duck sauced

Bust off

Talk shit get hit

Drink beer we get lit

She like beards i like tits

And vag

So i come quick

But i don't cum quick

She had a sample

And guess what she loved it

[Bridge: CheecoBlak] x2

[Chorus: CheecoBlak] x2