Go

Row through the sand

Cope with the plan

Warm in your veins

Blood through your brain

Its a beautiful day ladies and gentleman

Syke Rubix cubin Fruity loopin I be loosely foolin

Gimme something new and see my future youth still coolin

Ohhwee do you see how doofies keep on losing their cool

Chosing doobies foolin round not knowing none of their tools

Nananah im the the candyman

I can explain but doubt you would understand anything

Mentally advanced

Phisically enhanced

Spiritually intense

Took me decades to be a man

Now wanna get me out of my seat

To make me shit do that shit

I dont wanna repeat

Wanna be that man wanna be the dude

Wanna be so crazy up in my mind projecting you

Using tools to fool me to buy shit i dont need from you

Do you lose your mind your a sicko too

I dont what i say how do i play that fucking game they play

Go if you know that you row through the sand

And the cold hits your bones

But you cope with the plan

Cuz you got that feeling it is warm in your veins

And you pump the static blood all through your brain

Thinking, Overthinking

Let me overthink it i just wanna get it

Imma never stop it

Cuz you know im always hitting it the same shit

True

What you do? True?!