Sweet Spot Lyrics

Sweet Spot, I can always find it easy

Pressure point, finding all the stress you're keeping

Big smoke, blowing out the fucking teepee

Not a freak, but some people say I'm freaky

The whole package, you can see it in my eyes

Most likely, I'm a man of my own demise

Flying high, but still below the radar

Smoked weed ever since I was in daycare

Crusader, you might find me in the outer realm

A lot of juice, I've been known to overwhelm

Underrated, you just gotta take a second look

It's hard to read when you're writing so many books

Silky smooth, skin like a drum head

Date twins, gottem both up in the bunk bed

Up north, they might call this a wigwam

I can make you see this picture like it was a sitcom

Sweet spot, mix it like a cup of coffee

Laffy taffy, every time I hear her talking

Pow wow, got us feeling out of body

God damn, the strain got me feeling naughty

Out of bounds, almost got a first down

Super high, when I wrote this verse down

Feeling good, sipping on that fruit juice

Always hanging with the girl that got her fuckin screw loose

Big clouds, I'm feeling like the weatherman

Let me tell you something couldn't feel much better, man

Call me lazy, I call it a ceremony

I'll see you later you call me on the telephony

Down south, might call this shit a shindig

Cook every single thing up with some Bisquick

Make you pick a switch, it won't hurt a lot

I like to work my way till I hit the sweet spot

I like to work my way till I hit the sweet spot