PASSPORT

Y'all ain't hearin' what I'm sayin' Grab your lighter, you might need to flick it

It's ya boy, the champ, man

Uh, sometimes I sit in silence thinkin' of another way

Sometimes I face a whole joint just to ease the pain

I'm daydreamin' how I touch these souls on this stage

Still self-conscious, but I'm clearly on a new wave

I know my time is now, even though some think it's late

Burnin' that herb, wind and fire, that's soul food on your plate

In case it's hard to chew, wash it down with champagne

Just another sample, the entree's on the way