Smell the roses

Niggas better wake up and smell the roses I'm gone

They'll probably lock me up for this and send y'all back a clone

I'm on they ass like student loans

I'm known to break a bone

So many bars hitting feel like Alcatraz with Al Capone

Boy you better check yo tone I treat studios like a home

Man I eat, shit, sleep and the booth is where I roam

They been feening for my comeback in they mouth I see the foam

Cause it's known to get me high like they hanging with Cheech & Chong

Niggas pussy but they cover it with thongs

You don't know character baby you know my songs

I'm right where I belong so many eyes on the throne