swift is goal, swift is golden-
spliff is goal, rolled-up, strolled in.
perfect your- backyard party each year.
im like the first motherfucker to know whats wrong,
such a nasty MC god made me leave it alone,
'but im not conceited- by no means... i just know what im capable of'

i wanna go where its good not to go(what they forgot to know)
deep green where the plankton feeds(what they forgot to breathe)
i wanna try like the angels tried in some forgotten time.
you wont fuck and i wont kiss- what will there be to miss?