[Hook: Piatra Hawkins]
My life's a lucid dream
I might just lose, myself in the sea
My life's a lucid dream
I might just lose, myself in the sea

[Verse 1: Nocando]
This here is a smile with a tear
Camel Turkish Golds and a 6-pack a beer
Bittersweet nothings whispered in your girls ear
Heartbreak and true love all in the same year
High off of life, with a sense of purpose
Drunk off power with a pistol on my person
The Lord is my Shepard, sometimes I'm a lamb
Devil's on my shoulder, nobody gives a damn
I'm on the iPod bumping 93' til Infinity
20 pounds of dope in the late 90's infinity
Look at what the motherfuckin' rap game did to me
Got me makin' short stops like I was coaching little league
Mind on my money am I lying, not literally
Don't give a fuck when they throw me pussy in Italy
I'm M.O.B. son of a single mother
Like almost every other motherfucker
Trying to fit in like a undercover
But I bought a couple hundred rubbers
Because it's something that I just discovered
Life's a promiscuous bitch and I love to love her
Dirty dancin' with death, fast to feed the hunger
Yeah, I had a dream and it was strange mane
I was workin' on a chain gang
My inner child called me by slave name
He said, "You think you different? You ain't changed James."
I looked down and saw a cutting board
My reflection was a bloody sword
I told that boy
"If I was who I was before, then what in God's name would you ever have to come here for?"

[Bridge: Piatra Hawkins]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yay
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yay
Do-do-do-da-da, do-do-do-do-da
Da-da-day, da-da-day, da-da-day

[Verse 2: Nocando]
Nah, I don't do psychedelics
I just love life so much that my wife gets jealous
I treat my friends and family like christs relics
I've waited tables, mopped floors and sliced some melons
Been all around the world, I feel like Magellan
I need fake n***a actin' nice repellant
Nah, I never popped a Molly
Not when I was lampin in that Cabana in Bali
And that shit's as real as anything you've seen from Dalí
To a kid from the hood, makin money off a hobbies
Wish I could be as pacifistic as maybe Gandhi
You motherfuckers crossin' me and it got me feelin' [?]
Cleanliness is Godliness and God knows I'm not Godly
If at all it's like 5% probably, oh gee golly
I spent a 3 day weekend in the slammer
And slept above this smoker that spoke with perfect grammar
We both spoke of Dad's, I said mine had died of Cancer
Said he saw his Mammy kill his Pappy wit a hammer
He used to be fly and dress way more dapper
Got a wife that he loves and right now can't have her
He asked me what I do, I said that I am a rapper
He sad don't trade your loved ones for all the glitz and glamor

[Hook: Piatra Hawkins]