Spliffs (feat. Bobby Raps)

I been in a daze, gettin' blazed everyday
 Gettin' paid with my man, smokin Js to the face
 In the land of the snow, land of the vacant
 Scandinavian piano rolls on my playlist
 Damn, like I open up the ears of the ancients
 And play [?] during improvisation
 The fam is the standin', ventilating Nu Age
 The clan gives no answers what can I say vanish like
 I'm Dracula and the mirror and the candlelight
 Henny boys so the antics kinda shoddy vibin'
 Now I'm in the lair with the manic fan Bobby Raps...
 ... and produces - where you at?
 I get no coverage like a bum in the winter
 Ain't ate shit all day I guess this blunt is for dinner
 I run with them sinners, the hunger in my stomach it lingers
 Just hit a couple of stingers that look like gorilla fingers
 I tell my baby bro let's go - tear the block up
 I'll stop rappin' when they lock them fuckin' cops up
 On a quest for fulfillment, my expectations are low
 Another year in the life, I guess it's taking it's toll huh
 I'm Chester like my long lost brother
 300 like Keith Cozart mixed with Gerard Butler
 Scars on my face remindin' me of all my mistakes
 That's why I bought me these chains
 So I never forgot where I came
 You uh wah who do fuck
 Bitch I am a trooper duh
 Hit your ass like booya kuh
 These boys slow, time to go, vamanos
 Your bars like Rey Mysterio, they on the ropes
 I don't give a fuck what your man said
 I got more bars than a light skinned Xan head
 Your world domination plan dead
 And these other boys spoon fed
 St Paul with his tomb...