(Chorus)
Tony the tiger told me not to lie
I'm brain dead

I'm too high
I drifted to the other side of
Blue and white of

Paradise
Of Paradise


(Verse 1)
Good morning little ones under little sons
Licking lemonade crunchy curls off of little thumbs

You wanna grow up now
You wanna be a big kid pushing metal carts down a
Blank grocery aisle

Oh, child
Stay young for a minute
I'm paying bills like I was only young

For a minute
Life is different
Golden ticket

Cotton candy
Don't you miss it?
I know I do

I know I wanna get my songs on iTunes
Then see the world
Then write new music

That feeds the world
I'm not black enough to go back to Africa
Fast enough

Decaffeinated on the grounds of a massacre
It's like that for real
Nightcap, right back to my record deal

I wanna help people
I wanna be rich
I wanna be the Bob Marley of this

Rap music

(Verse 2)

My whole-hearted melody
Lost in amphetamines
Trapped in a box, I was drinking more Kerosene

Believe the reason why breathing is so appeasing
I met the angel of death in the
Breath of a gothic eden

You not hearing this
You not dilated peoples
And a hand-etched to god like a lyricist

Hear me roar
Metaphor
Hypocrite

Dear me lord
Steer me for I fly again
Die within

Lie with him
On a top notch bed of locusts
I'm ready to make good on a bed with the roses

Oh this is life
Empty bank account and a kitchen knife
I quit the weed

I had to leave a friend in need
It's been 30 days since she looked at me
And I'm sorry

Good things come
Good things come to an end
Good things come to an end

Good things come to an end
Sometimes
Good things come

Good things come

(Chorus)

Tony the tiger told me not to lie
I'm brain dead
I'm too high

I drifted to the other side of
Blue and white of
Paradise
Of Paradise