Physical Affection
Look my brain is sick like plain arithmetic it only count
Numbers and the amount of hummers in my yard
My dome alert like teachers giving homework expected
To complete each task afterward reach fast and collected
Grades and pass the tests , no doubt my post has outgrowth
But no responses my rhymes **** fly and ramify most
Of the time like trees when I type these lyrics buttered like toast
Tried to rule the block but some fool shot a glock I was ghost
Love precision in my subdivision a thug into religion a host
At the church much of the time manage to attend holy weiner roast
Live in doubt but I give out love life is a terrific circus but
Everyone has a specific purpose my gift is to rap with good luck
Have strong dreams that I belong in the scheme of Hip Hop //
God assign me a task so I let my rhymes blast from the tip top
Convert ordinary words then alert secretaries with verbs they be
On typewriters while I’m a night fighter the messy type like Wesley
Snipes keep my blade swinging plus in parades singing for Nestley
Quick because I love chocolate got a Hershey with Almonds in my pocket
When it comes to rhymes I dispatch loads and attach codes to each bag drop it
On microphones, anybody home I’m in the party zone eating at Hardee alone
Look my brain is sick like plain arithmetic it only count
Numbers and the amount of hummers in my yard
My dome alert like teachers giving homework expected
To complete each task afterward reach fast and collected
Grades and pass the tests , no doubt my post has outgrowth
But no responses my rhymes **** fly and ramify most
Of the time like trees when I type these lyrics buttered like toast
Tried to rule the block but some fool shot a glock I was ghost
Love precision in my subdivision a thug into religion a host
At the church much of the time manage to attend holy weiner roast
Live in doubt but I give out love life is a terrific circus but
Everyone has a specific purpose my gift is to rap with good luck
Have strong dreams that I belong in the scheme of Hip Hop //
God assign me a task so I let my rhymes blast from the tip top
Convert ordinary words then alert secretaries with verbs they be
On typewriters while I’m a night fighter the messy type like Wesley
Snipes keep my blade swinging plus in parades singing for Nestley
Quick because I love chocolate got a Hershey with Almonds in my pocket
When it comes to rhymes I dispatch loads and attach codes to each bag drop it
On microphones, anybody home I’m in the party zone eating at Hardee alone
