Easter Sunday (feat. Earl Sweatshirt)

When my momma hear this

I know she gon' be feelin' this

Her son make her feel good like photosynthesis

My first fur was brown, just like cinnamon

First bitch was rowdy

But no frown, just tremblin'

All about the melanin

Always bring an L in

Always 'bout the racks like Serena and them

He was sellin' dog, not like Purina and them

And my dawg was sellin' wet like Katrina and them

And I be rockin' Westwood like the mascot

I'm a drunk superhero, gotta keep the Hancock

Gotta eat like Kyle Pat, not pad thai

Fuck with mines, fuck around

Be in your pad tied

You **** livin' life with hallucigens

You livin' life good, it's seducin' me

That **** too sick, he need some Mucinex

I'm in the backseat, I'm gettin' super neck

Pray Allah holds me

I keep my arms wide open

It's never ever all over

Fuck the cost, pay it all forward

We takin' off, you taste exhaust from the car motor

Taper in the cloth

My day just started

Thanks, praises to my God

Then get lost, thoughts savorin'

Don't take it as a loss

Octavia, the future strange as **** thought

Used to say it's off, weigh the 'cado twenty-five now

Tryna find a baby moms, time's changin' dawg

Chopped and screwed, group homes

Baby pa dice shakin'

Dark days ahead, I got a flame to spark

Time is racist

Problems all related, they both say the sun phased at 180

Fuck it, 4/20, blaze it

Unravelin' the blunt

Trees breakin', she makin' it a log

Fifty paces in the same place

Jog your memory

She miss when we got along

How the bait taste?

You wadin' in a pond

Tell Dolly he wanna turn it down, man

Turn it down

Turn it up