To be to see to have to do
I'm turning all these knobs
I'm just not on the radio
I cannot get my songs
All placed in some new episode
I don't know what Im doin'
Don't know what Im doin'
But I will bring a you in
I'll show you round to see
That my life ain't so typical
I'll make some money
Then I'll take a year off
For my soul
We're feelin' fruity
Sifting the sand between our toes
Some frozen mango banana
Cranapple Strawberry
I don't like smog
I don't pet dogs
Don't do the big city
Im feeding the miracle
Im feeling so spiritual
Sweet Jesus tostada
A wearin' a nada
Making small talk
Thinking big thoughts
Walking tall
Got to go through your own mind
To get ready to fly
You better stride
Cause Ima keep a me a movin'
Nowadays I feel like I can fill my cup a whole lot more
Don't have to imitate some new kid trying to keep it low
My whole weekend is open wide to healing flow
Got more cabbage and plenty room to let it grow
Take the back trail playing tac tic toe
Scratch that itch o pack it up and stitch o
How does it fit yo Lookin pretty rich yo
How does it feel to pick it up fix your own
Ditch the tie unhitch your mind
Completely kind give up the grind
Convinced you'll find a different side
To every stride
Get redefined outside the lines
The sky will comfort your shoulders
A one two three four in the zone
Backdoor cell phone
Turn the knob get you gone
Thick soul walking tall
High low start the show
Big toe lemon glow
Magic carpet its a go
This life that I've been through
Complex rules
Do not be fooled too
Just let it fall down to the floor
Don't let no system bother me
Now that's the end of it