team back

you fucking with a g disguised as a white guy,

lyrical and verbal drive byes,as these bullets decide to fly bye,

ironic cause im puffing chronic peaceful rocking some tie die,

when i walk bye girls always give me the wide eye,

while i, sit back looking back with my eyes wide,

i shot straight for the stars now up and im sky high,

now everybody want to try and bite my style,

bars strong enough i could stop five high guys,

jumping me with slaps to they face call it high fives,

probably higher than jumping out of an airplane in outer space,

spaced out trying to sky dive,

you other rappers brain silent like a mimes mind,