Huey Knew THEN Ab-Soul (Ft. Da$H)

[Intro: Ab-Soul]
All that
Mm!
Check it out, hey
This is a story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And if you roll another blunt and keep your mouth shut
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out (Youngin from Del Amo)
Black out, black out (Belt by Ferragamo)
Black out, black out
Black out, yeah, aye, man (black out)
Ichiban

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
They speak highly of me when I raise my voice
I gotta shoot a fuckin' free throw to make my point
My wittiness leave 'em stuck in the wilderness
You need a backwood to roll to this joint
I'm Robin Hood in Robin jeans, you follow me?
Nevermind, I'm tired of tight analogies
Still in pursuit of happiness in the midst of the madness
With middle fingers to bitches with badges that go oink
(Yeah! Yeah!)
I'm on the fence with common sense
My logic is sound, Spock of the 90746
No shit, Sherlock
Remind 'em of Han Solo on the battlefront
Everybody behind Soulo and they backin' up
I just threw my two-step, let her back it up
Go on, back it up! Go on, back it up!
You dry-snitchin', I'm slidin' in somethin' moist
You annoy these women, I anoint these women
You stressin' em, I schedule an appointment with 'em
They let me cut so much I bring ointment, nigga
I'm lubricant slick, baby, I'm hornier than
The brass section of the band, you understand?
Pick your poison, it's your choice