Released on July 12, 2011

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[Verse 1]

Ahh, my verse come fast like a gun blast

I don't need a gun, I don't need it, naw

Marijuana breathe, I don't need the rum

You can keep you some I just drink for fun

Billboard cover when my eyes roll back

Domo right behind me fittin to roll another sack

Put your lighters up like your life is on wack

So you light to me nigga I even got tax

And I paid that shit (got my way) like I paid that shit

I'm gonna grave that shit im in the graveyard

Employee on the job you can ask my manager

I'm the cancer that's for damn sure

Smoke in Amsterdam and had a joke

Apply CPR if your ass start to choke

I see Mary Jane and she getting kind of close

Her face is on my book and she about to get poked


[Hook]

I am now taking...shots


[Verse 2]

I'm honored to be a monster

My monsters postrous upon us

Gobstoppers and marijuana

Ga ganja trauma your mama

She'll take us off to the doctors

And buy us brand new pajamas

I think I'm hallucinating

In aggravating these llamas

The room is getting smaller

Get mommy, somebody call her

I'm throwing up in the hall

My fingers feel like marshmallows chocolate

Maltings with frosters

Caramel on a saucer

My visions begin to alter

Wavering like a ?

With no appointment in the ?

Niggas afraid of success and recall it

I ball it, then broil it

Can you grab the foil bitch? I'mma wrap it up and just save it for my enjoyment

I get more thumbs up then a corn flake

Wolfgangs the gang you wanna join with (bitch)

No sentences after that

I shatter facts with pack gat rappers, Lucky ass bitch