They say it's all in the past...
Tick tock
Goodness gracious
I ain't hating I'm just saying
In living color, I'm trading places finna flip the station
Give me space and bitch I been spacing
Been a space case, tripping with hallucinations
Been uh ramble pacing
I've been impatient, I still been waiting
Been a drilling switch the bit to the Philips and
Spinnin' them into the wall that I'm sending I'm sticking them in
Until I'm strippin' them
F*ck it chunk it pick a different bit
Eenie-meenie-miney mayne I, mayne I f*ckin' bet
He ain't even mean to seem distraught, distraught and upset
We ain't even make a motherf*cking dent yet
And I was sent to witness the f*cking second christening
With magic, yes, it has to happen
And when it does it's static, and I'm current
I said I'm current
To the static shower on the hour
Boy the time don't work for me
I done hit the thing, like geronimo...
What the f*ck that mean, bitch, you wanna know
I done hit the double, backflip to tuck
Nip the tuck, sip the, sip the soul, motherf*cker
I done hit the thing like geronimo
What the f*ck that mean, bitch, you wanna know
I done hit the double backflip to tuck
Nip the tuck, sip the, sip the soul, motherf*cker