Sitting in the living room listen to Missy vroom
As I sweep the **** ashes under the seat
Next to me got my bad Queen B
Smoking no choking homies also locin'
We feelin' good we feelin' right
Temperatures outta sight
Cuz I'm so **** high
Tryna uplift my soul listen to some peaceful rites
Chanting no time for ranting I hear haters panicking
Waiting at the door of their subconscious fools to stuck at stupidity
While y'all living in reality I'm playing out my fantasy
Ain't no stopppin' once the blunts get the poppin'
Phillies get the choppin' split in two spread the dub real nice
I'm feel smooth colder than ice
Cook up some beans and minute rice
Smoke detectors just went off can't see nothing all y'all hear is a cough
Folks stumbling and mumbling tryna get to the fire escape wait it's too late
We all on the floor stop drop and role
Next thing ya know I hear front door hit the floor
Fireman said "it's too too hot too too hot up in here"
Grab us by the shoulders and then said "get yall ***** up outta here"
Huh he said "them rhymes you got was just too **** hot"
So I gotta replenish with water so the fire would stop??