(Instrumental)

So fuck Robitussin
Cause I'll be sober buzzing
Off a couple dope notes from my cousin
Show me something that I never heard
The record works of second thirds surfing
And I'm hanging off of every word
Marva, take your sex
Marley, take the sense
And me, yeah, I'll take 'em too, but my medicine's the meter
And the time I need a fader and the beat onto recline
I'll take a seat and do a line from
Check the rhyme
I got tribe called quest on blessed the shine
You best testify, just rest your mind
Let's glide on Pink Floyd, enjoy the ride
Put Pac on and rock on, it's all just fine
Jazz pop rock rap funk, whatcha call it
If it's on, it's on, if it's not, we'll knock it
Come through solid, we're all gonna jock it
Max, make like a wallet, put it right in the pocket

Yo, just relax, chill out, let it out, yo
Every time I think I got it, no, I don't
Every little thing is pulling on my nerve endings
Sending, offending, shit never ending
Damn, this is why I can't let it back in
Nervous energy, a chemical reaction
Action is hard to take, it's as if fate's
Continually stopping me from reaching my peace state
Instead, I feel my mind race, my pace
A ridiculous time waste, give me a break
I don't need to feel bad or happy or sad or just crappy
It's whack and it's trapped me
Yo, yo, I'm off topic
This nervous energy, you know I can't stop it
I got no choice, I just gotta rock it
Feel life, feel good, put it right in the pocket