//So it's Mace Windu comin through from the moon
so clear to the vision like a clean night in June
most of these hater's think I don't have it
that I can't back it, that I will never stack it
but I will never try to prove myself to anyone else, but me
the only one to stick around for the long run will be Mason T
kick it with my kin, in the city we be roamin'
that High Life, to the rim where it be foamin'
true team player, cause you always see me pass
they all outta weed so I smoke em out with grass
money hard earned, but easily spent
bought a brand new keg, and still had plenty for rent
live in the momen, but don't be dumb
if you're too hard on yourself your as dead as Dunn

//Lemme paint a perfect picture
ya, I got that Bob Ross flow
gettin' happy high, you can call me Joey Gladstone
catch me starin, lost in though
tryin' to move out my parents'
I'm out here rappin, performin
you are too embarrassed
talkin shit behind our backs
it's moments like this we cherish
Giant Angry Bugs in this bitch like a tampon
no need to turn our swag on, our shit is everlastin'
rollin with the punches
fuck our problems, we just laughin
fuck my job and my bills
I'll pay em with these raps man

//When I get on the mic the beat fears for its life
I'm like a senior citizen gettin' in my car again
runnin red lights, hittin kids on bikes
behind the wheel I'm defining what is real
I linguisticly slash this metaphoric prices
a used car salesman without a license
crackin' open the dash to dial back the mileage
a mic, a beat and my brain these are my devices
hopefully they can get me where I wanna be
but lately it seems like everyone thinks that they know everything and I can't stand it
that's why I keep it green call me Captain Planet
Earth, wind, water, fire, weed is where the Bugs be
you can keep the heart kid, but we'll take his monkey
it can hangout with the one on my back, that won't go away til we finish these tracks.