Solar Plexus

[Verse 1] I’m floating away on a indica cloud Been in a downspiral for years now I’m getting up out That prison in the ground that spat out Bane and swallowed Bruce Wayne But through the internet fame my life is cinema now Cause on these beats I’m a beast but I transform back into Gaston with women around I assemble my ensemble to step out my house shining like I told the sun to sit down I feel the universe shifting in my direction Probably got Miss Universe sitting on my erection Now how does she feel it up in her solar plexus? That’s perplexing She took the heartless suggestion from Sloppy Seconds And left them slopping through a puddle on her chest And scraped the bowl of my water bong out and smoked the resin Hurry up, shower up, get dressed and Boogie to that [?] I’m bout to come up like indigestion I sip java and script my rhymes in javascript You saving them hoes like "booboo you ain’t gotta strip" I’m like if you dont let me touch it you ain't got a tip The customer is always right, now pop that shit Like you got a glass to pay for See I done paid my dues and now I’m paying to see them cakes, ho Now pop it for the money but also pop it cause I say so [Hook] I be on that P. Diddy shit, Running through the city shit Pop a bottle of champagne, go up to a white girl pour it on her titty shit P. Diddy shit, Running through the city shit Pop a bottle of champagne, go up to a... [Verse 2] Yo I’m not even sure that I can handle the fame I worked so hard to get Poison in the water, quenching my thirst with arsenic A tug of war in my heart, I’m sick It’s like God and Satan formed a partnership to tear me apart and shit Or a tattered klansman standing in knee deep water Eyes watering, rusty cannons blamming, the pestilence and famine I’m like a bear in a barren land with his hands on a salmon Eat it all, I seen it all Me I changed it, you ain’t even evolve That’s why I’m beating shit you ain’t even involved Hating that I’m killing it, you ain’t even applaud Nigga you seen the shit we been through? Nigga you know the shit we live through? Used to bump that Wu-Tang, Can’t It All Be So Simple? Can’t I be a black man without looking like a criminal? Diamonds hanging off my ear like granny out the hymnal Crystals on the weed glimmering, spit venom and Walk off like George Zimmerman, I left ten of them Flip my hood for Trayvon, spit a verse of Napalm Took a while to drop and it’s that shit that you should wait on Took a while to drop and it’s that shit that you should wait on Yeah, Took a while to drop and it’s that shit that you should wait on [Hook]