(Cookin Soul) ♪ Yo, I been causally killing way before I knew an anatomy A women take me back to the beginning eating ackee with my sibling Polly Watching power rangers, mum she loved the Kung-Fu we watching 36 chambers with the wolf pack howling I met a morphed up in Shaolin, skulls by my neck like Dhalsim Outs in Bombay sounds when he pouncing They counting on the kid to get it done I spill my art on the canvas Peter set into the sun 'Cause I'm a boy in a girl's world I bow my head and give my blessing to the Third World No less than my own one, hater can't condone one Just a couple words from me close ones Illusive in my own right Ventriloquistic shit, manipulating like I own life I snatch a star out of the sky before I light my spliff Clearly a chip on your shoulder if you don't like my shit And we change clothes drifting through rainbows Try look for euphoria, it's not read the same though And that's okay, you are euphoria I really hate texting shit, I wish you would call me up And we change clothes drifting through rainbows Try look for euphoria, it's not read the same though And that's okay, you are euphoria I really hate texting shit, I wish you would call me up