Caillou

Smoking crack, never that, that ain't how I roll

Glamorizing drug dealers that are on a row

And I ain't talking about the ones who get framed

I'm talking about the ones who really do deserve the blame,

Idiotic slightly robotic,

Slightly maneuvered past the wave so hypnotic,

In a musical sense it is tough to hide all it,

Playing rough drafts through the sound of hydraulics,

Flow ridah, Ghost Ridah,

Nicholas Cage locked behind the old Ridahs,

Meaning ghost writing ain't a thing in the past,

And like a old timer tell it write it on the dash,

write it on concrete just write it your self,

Ain't a composition that can be composed by another man's wealth,

Let alone his health, that green bar is all you,

Reminiscing over these samples containing sounds of the young Caillou