Yeah, the game ain't changed for shit
I do the two steps ahead, premeditation dance
Instead of burning out, I took the alternative route
That shit you're talking about, start concerning me now
I'm on another high, the Danny Glover high
That Lethal Weapon, don't mess with the music
Love it how I got a lot more to lose than you
And still I left
Got a lot more moves to make, and so I'm back!
But I'm never in the physical form
Catch me on a plane from East Africa's Horne
Party with a queen, ain't Sheba, but I'm on
Call me king Solomon on the beat of the drum
Seattle sun
That means I'm Gandhi with the vision
Ali in the ring, Bob Marley when I chief, what's up?

I feel the party on the beat, what's up?
I got a bottle so just bring your cup
Ha, I see you talking to my girl
I'm all around the world while you're caught up in your scene you punk
Steady sipping on your Kool-Aid
Smash your piggy bank while you're yelling 2 Chainz
Learn that rapping isn't everything
Matter of fact, look through my glasses and you'll see the same
Five months gone, five months more
I've been around the globe and I've got more to go
You count the thugs, all these Obama hoes
K town hipsters, yea, I love them all

You'll never find another soul
I'll be back in April, let somebody know!