Can-U-Feel-Me?

I'm cruisin', I'm losin' money on gas

I pass a car with a star in it, I stare for a minute but that's the limit

Otherwise, gas won't be the only thing I'm losin' money to

Ooh-wee, it's Tuesday, two days after the weekend

Imagine if the weekend was a day for weak minded men

Anyway, I re-take my train of thought

I bought a fat sack and I'm happy cause I got nappy

Soldiers in my crew, ya through, if you don't learn so I learnt, ha, that I'm burnt

I ran into my homie, uh, yeah, wassup?

At least I thought he was but then I caught the buzz that he was talking behind my back

From his girl, ain't that Earl?

For those who can't feel me, Earl means wack

In fact, I've had that problem a few times but I'll just splurge it in a new rhyme then forget it

Maybe I'll split it in half or laugh like this

Ha ha ha, can you feel me?

I faked the funk and conversated without a doubt

He was a chump but with clout, I ended my route

At the liquor store and I tried to buy a Guiness Stout but I remembered that it was nasty

But fools drink it cause it's a hip-hop classy

You can miss me with the trendy drink

Cause they, all make your breath stink plus death is linked to all alcohol that Arabians won't let you buy

They keep telling me my identification is a lie

Why would I put my face on plastic and in the space where it says birthdate put "see owner"

Fool, I'm a teenage organ donor

So I pick up my I.D. I ain't tripping, why?

Cause I'm high, already, on life

Once again, I'm riding, I'm about to hit the eastside of Oakland

I got my seat belt on so when the heat's felt from 5.0

I'll turn up the song and start singing, "I wish police was a lease, that was up"

Can you feel me?

Well, it's getting dark but it's daylight savings time

Clocks go back but I stay focused and ahead cause I wanna be fat

Can you feel me? If you rap I like to fully flex, I like to box

I like breaking bullies necks, I like collecting checks and collecting respect

But I'm not there yet and until then I'll just sell dank, sacks, 20's, 10's

I'm driving the weights to be prepared in case I meet my fate and I'm always thinking, "Where will I go when I die?"

Will I be underground like I am now or in the sky?

My man Plan Bee is smiling cause he can feel me, wassup Jess