Sipp'n Bearapalegic

I feel like an illness is developin',

Hangin' on my skeleton,

With the weight of an elephant,

I'm Hella sick...

Should I go seek the advice of someone medical,

That would be what the regulars do,

But am I just a regular fool,

Cuz I'm feelin' a lil bit irregular dude,

My conception are convoluted,

I've been schooled in,

Know what the all seeing eye can do ,men,

It's nothin' nice....

So I gotta take suggestions light...

Lee..with a grain of salt,

Or end up discombobulated with my brain assault...

Assaulted, & who's fault would that be...

For takin' the advice of bad seeds,

I couldn't rely on bad deeds,

To take me to the promised land we,

Were promised , but to be honest,

I need nothin' but my weed, & that be the chronic,

Sippin on bear-a-poligic gets me calm,

Smokin' on flat earth farms,

It's the bomb.....

[Chorus] Ive been ...smokin' on flat earth farms...

Sippin' on that...that,

bear-a-poligic...

We been stayin' up all night longgg...

puttin' together some shit that be very strategic...

[Verse] I'm feelin like I'm on a Rollercoaster,

All them holy rollers showing me where the ghosts were,

Lookin' like coe-sper...

Casper, I thought you'd never ask sir,

I am the bad word, adverb, crap turd of a rapper,

I been to front ,but, buttt,

Now I'm back sir,

And despite all these Antarctica actors,

Actors....I've still established the fact that it doesn't matter,

If there's a 24 hour sun for fact err,

If it's a statement slash fake trip...that'll never be redacted,

Whatever the fast pitch, I'm swinging at it,

I've been singing mad shit,

So if I'm on auto hoax , jus call me bat shit...

Stark raving mad fucking crazy,

I've got an imagination that can take me,

To the location where they faked space when,

They had a welcome back ticker tape parade ,then,

It's a shame & still the game remains the same,

It makes me Ill, I wish their was a pill I could take to refrain,

From calling shit out that's in sight and plane,

As day.. it amazes me that alot of you still let em play you ,we....

Who know what's up.. remain vigilant...

And everyone that isn't...

Well , prove me wrong so I can eat pigeon..

And crow stew, I think I gotta cold flu...

Gimmy the shot from 4 years ago that they told you,

Told you to take ,

So they could break...

The mold when they invade you....invaders of the body snatchers ...day 2...dayyyy 2..

[Chorus] Ive been ...smokin' on flat earth farms...

Sippin' on that...that,

bear-a-poligic...

We been stayin' up all night long...

puttin' together some shit that be very strategic...now im..very boe-leem-ick...you betta' believe it....no secrets, just a deep dish...pizza....jesussss shit...have a good day ladies & gents, goodnight kids..." I hope they like this"