High In Cairo - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Man, Fuck If I know, Im feeling like, I'm high in Cairo

I found myself inside this city and i don't know how

I ended up here and I'm trynna find my own way out

Now how the fuck and when the fuck did i just leave the house

The last thing i remember is taking puffs on the couch

And now I'm tripping tripping tripping out

I'm checking shit but I'm too chicken shit to check it out

And if i die then tell my mama i was chasing glory

And don't you ever dare tell her the whole story

Sometimes I feel like I'm the Rasta Man, in the body of an alien

Cause i don't really fit in this circle

Cause i never met another so versatile

I don't know where the fuck i am

Is this the place where i call my spaceship back

March on streets don't know where they lead me

Got the pyramids carried on my back

Pharaoh City, no fear or pitty

Martyr Square, Pheromones are in the air, they’re like "Hello Kitty"

Men grabbing pussy but the women feeling guilty

Say A7a with me. The Law isn't but Allah's with me

I'm in Zamalek in an Ahli Jersey, Bumping Islam Shipsy

Coptic chick eating a Mango near me

The Cleopatras, the Nefertitis, but with bigger titties than in hieroglyphics

I am gifted to be in Denial, but not in Egypt

I'm at the deep end but feeling shallow

I'm feeling weakened, I need the weekend for me to unload

3abeelo, Adeelo, Quarter Kilo

Of that Bongow, Call up Mido, On the D-low

I feel defeated, I'm Frieda Kahlo

You feel the vibe though

Nido mixed with your Milo

Your team reaching the Finals

Then defeating your rivals

You pussies, this your Gyno

You sick? we check for virals

Make paper stack papyrus

This Abdul Haleem on Vinyl