I do a lot of different things when I'm alone

I do a lot of different things when I'm alone

Yo, blog about it ‘cause these suckas scared to rap about it

Think back about it, but I’m laying on the Mac up on it

Vagabonding, George Jackson Attica wildin inhabit

Draggin’ narratives that I be writing

Hyper-literate, but necessarily over

Didn’t tell you what I do, what do I do like Rover

First off, first I’m duced to Sister Souljah

Second, shoutout to the stoners and boulder

And Daljit Nagra we have coming to Dover

Conjure up a bitch to bone and call her over

That’s a reference, I ain’t really saying “bitch”

When I’m alone I like to listen to the licks

Alkoholiks, do a little dance, holler at a bitch

That time it was me, but saying “bitch” is the tits

When I’m alone I watch, like, mad TV

Not the show, a lot of TV, it’s the bee’s knees

The cat’s meow, the bee’s fucking knees

Steady chiefin’ trees, jeez fucking Louise

I love Kush like Sita and Ram’s kids

Drink till I vomit, yo stop the nonsense

Walking targets, Abner fucking Louima

Habit is mackin’ these feeble believers

Believe us, easy to see that they need us

Sheeps is Greedheads, people is creepers

Shoutout to all the people with beepers

Shoutout all the mums that say I’m a keeper

When I’m alone I think about the mothers, think about the lovers

Stink of the Doobie Brothers, stink of the doobies, brother

Think of the motherfuckers who fuck mothers

And Fuddruckers, Dave & Buster’s, Chuck E. Cheese

AIDs disease, birds and the bees

Beezees and geeezies, beezees and threes

Boobies and geese, ooh wee, eat key a beats

When I’m alone I watch TV

I do a lot of different things when I'm alone

I do a lot of different things when I'm alone

I do a lot of different things when I'm alone