T.D.U.D. Ab-Soul

[Verse 1]
You would have thought I was infatuated with being underrated
Instead of renowned, got me feeling like King David before the crown
I too have my views like you
Look what I do to stand on stages in front of crowds
I need food but I'd rather smoke a Black and Mild
Get back in the booth and spill my heart 'til I bust a valve
And that's the truth, hand over my left titty
I had faith in hip hop before she met Biggie
Just take this shit a day at a time
I thought I was on after Day in the Life
But you know our shit get put on hold after reality strikes
You ain't know I knew how to bowl
How you eat when there ain't even a bowl?
My stomach sound like something in the jungle
My mind saying give it up, the people saying don't go
It's easier to leave when you ain't got no dough
Cheap champagne wishes and thirty ratchet hoes
All up in my videos 'til you niggas see the vision (I ain't playing)
Guess a nigga never checked out detention
In my second childhood making music from the soul
Just so you know, crack a backwood
Fill it with that good and take a toke

[Break]
On and on and on and