[Verse #1]

Welcome everybody, Head Full Of Flowers

Call me a sissy till I step on these cowards

Bitch I been busy, lemme stretch all my powers

Not really eatin' but I'll be in some hours

No 15 minutes of fame

Killin' the game, drillin' they dames and spittin' out chains

Pants saggin' but I never went to prison

Another big misinformation of this crooked system

To make us oblige by they rules

Excuse my french but suck my dick, parlez vouz

France, y'all fake like Bion say

Shoutout Bion, he's my ho-may

My homay's hoe home-made, cookin' n washin'

Fuckin' and ridin', only Chuck n Cheese, no chuckin' and jivin'

I'm Chuck to this rap game

Rapidly growing on a rapid frame, rappers tamer

Not famous but I'm frankly growing fast

Blowin' ash, holding cash, opening asses and makin' hoes choke to death

[Verse #2]

Welcome everybody, Head Full Of Flowers

Is gon' take a while for me to show my full power

A maze in skill

You get lost in it, like the faith in Mase's skill

But enough of the cliches, time to headbutt these weak-langs

Buttfuck their inmates and nun chuck like Lee's rage

See that Chuck wordplay play with minds like mindfreaks

Mine freaks out, yours get blown like mines, peep

I Tai Chi my way through life, my lifespan is light free

The rhyme spree is light speed, so fire a tire creek

I'm deep in this rap game like philosophy

Kick dope shit like my name is Socrates

Or like I wear soccer tees, but I sing like robberies

Momma got me some robbed keys to ride while high off trees

High off 3 eyes, I see the I in me

Even though is invisible to the naked eye I believe

No illusion

This is reality

Head Full Of Flowers

On my final hour

[Verse #3]

Got me working all day and night

Bla zay bla zay frauds may take advices

I take chances bitch

I don't dance with bitches I give em a dense dick

Dance in this dick like you Michael Jackson

Fly through Iowa sayin' Ohayo to rappers

Rhymes as hot as pepper

I'm too complex don't even try to test luck (Tesla)

Psychedelic as 100 blotters

Make her blatter shatter when she out of her conscience

No I don't fuck dead bodies

But I may make new ones with this tape prolly