Orthodox

Look at the way he embraces greatness

While blazing that smelly fragrance, as I am pacing

Back and forth chasing, my time wasting

Running out of patience, but being patients the key

Ain't shit phasing me, spitting dope like I'm cloaked in keys

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

And blow tree's like an ocean breeze

Lil rasta off the ganja like he pose to be

I'm Midwest nigga basically, I fight with the mightiest

Learn how to live in a room full of the shiestiest

And fake niggas, Better stay up in yo lane, cause nowadays

Snakes are just curious of how you taste

I'm a spark it off unnatural

Feels like the niggas I fuck with can't be trusted

I kind of find the shit a bit irrational

Cause these my niggas from the past ya know

My day ones, the same ones that I pass the dope

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe

After I cash the bowl, I feel like I should just bask in the ambience

A warrior, so instead I bask in the land of champions

$20 bucks says that a pair of chucks is what I'm standing in

I bring the ruckus to these other suckas, no comparing him

Ironic shenanigans, you the merry men I'm robbing/Robin you

These niggas are some pussies with a dick like Mr.Garrison