Hunter Armand Hammer

[Verse 1: E L U C I D]
Data madden galactic flows
Shitty crack bundles litter my path back home
Following looping drones over familiar smoker's cough
Pipe glass scorch third-degree
Every verse curse the beat, purposefully
That's word to me
Everything begins with intention
Pending addendum to the book of coming forth by day
Lose your life trying to ride this wave
Damn straight, cream rise like tide
I'm taking mines off top
Knowing what it's like to cha-cha slide
When it's time to pay
I'm good at these ghetto games
I'm good at these ghetto games
Brains got blew, coop he's flew
Few states remove
Titty deep in the Gullah swamp with a view
Flora, fauna and bandwidth drop me a line
I eat too much pussy to be a Rasta
Smoke 'em if they got 'em
My first pull was chocolate from a chalice
Many mansions, many mansions
Slanted room of solid ground
Scenic with rocky route
Too sweet, pull a tooth, free screamings
I told papi to chill on selling babies Hot Takis and blue juice
He waved me down