Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart

That shit heavy

Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest

That shit heavy

**** wanna jam they a see, **** wanna jam we a see

That shit heavy

My soul hot

That shit heavy

Now tell me son who got that pressure

Yea yea yea

Hatin' the celebration, I ain't tryna speak serve a couple greets then I gotta face one

Good grief couldn't manage to eat all day, no appetite I feel like a zombay

Marijuana be my bombay, man I need my piece 'fore I Pompei, no peace I honor nor serve a parlay

Nig-**** why wassup? Why you lookin grim?

Look around said look around, this ain't no muthafuckin' party

Currently I feel my bones shiver, Im demented, it could be worse, I could be those ****

Flames rising heard my toes flicker, stuck in brea how this time make a **** move slow quicker

"I can blow you up" oh really? Penny every time heard, shit, I could have 4 billi

Still the dream never forfeited, stuck to this shit like a fat **** rockin' like 4 fitteds

Why you look mean bitch cause the flow bitter, my hair glimmer, my-my skin similar to henna

Know she drunk on this shit I be in them innards, had to hit ha wit dat killa', shit heavy

Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart

That shit heavy

Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest

That shit heavy

**** wanna jam they a see, **** wanna jam we a see

That shit heavy

My soul hot

That shit heavy

Now tell me son who got that pressure

Yea yea yea

Really you could call this a prescription, as a matter of fact addiction ain't in my diction

Wisp fallin through my scalp lookin like a weepin' willow, I can't sleep in reaper waitin' 'side my pillow

Pitter patter how I see these other rappers, boy they lack 'a passion, how could I blame 'em tho' my very own could make me Casper

Fuck it I rather be dead 'fore I rock a chattel, E&J to the head we ready for battle

She off the Henn she steady she steady give head, I'm gettin' head in my head I'm thinkin' bout bread

Devil on my shoulder like we bout to cave in, Angel on the other side like "**** we can't save him"

I be goddamn if I'm slavin' just to pay rent...forever, spray brain to pavement

Slide into the function and I'm lookin' like a A- hol up..ugh, I look like I need an agent

Circle small, live **** like to say shit, or vampires I might re-up on my Blade shit

Never shades feelin' like this be the matrix, or the Twilight Zone this shit crazy

I can't take it

Globe on my shoulders, wade in the waters, five fingers over heart

That shit heavy

Cannon to my chest fire to rest, what you throw on forest

That shit heavy

**** wanna jam they a see, **** wanna jam we a see

That shit heavy

My soul hot

That shit heavy

Now tell me son who got that pressure

Yea yea yea