Jay Jaay

Back in the day

Id only get laid, back on the couch holding a jay

Lighting my jay, smoking the jay

Hay! This aint lame, not sane

Spitting insane, lungs full of strains

Locked up in chains, Seeing Wayne running away

I'm feeling ashamed, its easier to explain than

maintain, my left brain gone insane

Too much of that strain making my chest feel the pain

Acid Rain mixed with butane and cocaine

gonna fuck you more than Ukraine

Hustling Maryjane, Would you like some of my chicken chow mein?

Public domain all getting slain

Aaah! Open the champagne, no time to explain

Trained from the streets, no treats or sweets

Asians cant beat, pass a puff of that peace

Take off the sheet, walk on your feet

trynna teach you how to beat

Accepting zero defeats,

joint lit up with the heat

All you need is some elbow grease to keep you in peace

with the police, put on your hood

walk through the hoods come back when your mind matures

or y'all live in the woods

Sell in the streets, steal in the stores

Many hours to repair all the bad if done

Not the best son since it all began