F.O.M.O-3.33

And its my prediction ,

Somethin is diffrent ..

100 percent,

If its even worth something to mention,

But somethin' is different,

When I look at the clouds i can sense it,

Freedoms stripped with the quickness,

Flock cameras all in my bussiness,

Callin' the pigs which,

Got me all at attention,

Wanna stop me & get frisked in,

Case I have weapons,

But they dont have jurisdiction,

(Bridge)

Yo, somethin is diffrent,

100 percent ,I can sense it,

Look at the thought retention,

Of these Globalist kids,

Who grew up to be show-van-ist pigs,

As the world turns not,

Gave it thought ,the older I get...

Make it stop,

This boulders is big,

Its gettin' pretty heavy on ,

my shoulders & ribs,

When it breaks ,

Its the Levy,

You notice it then,

(Chorus)

All these motha fucka's sufferin' from foe-mo,

While their screen times bufferin' in slow-mo,

This weed i'm, puffin' ,took me from so-low,

To so high, No lie,

See me goin' so slow when I go by,

(Intro verse)

Put the key in the ignition,

Stick it in & then twist it,

Put it into drive & then shift it,

Never have I felt so alive & I wish it,

Would

Inside of a dream I can lever,

Whatever, i can show you how to levitate,

Without a shred of weight

Open up your mind so I can educate,

(Verse)

While NASA keeps tryin' 2 crash in through heavens gates,

I just smashed the suspension on my Chevy make,

And my Suburban model,

So superb as i swerve the pot holes,

Almost hit a bird bein'g chased by a gato,

Thats skinny as shit ,makin' him flaco,

Put it in between a tortilla & make it a taco,

Flatten it out, yeah...I fuckin' thought so,

Cash'n the clout...thats all you fuckin' want though,

What's it gonna cost, or should i say quanto,

Would i pay for the job,

If its my dogs,

Probably quatro,

Obviously I drop dough,

At the drop of a hat in the bucket I splash,

At the stop, hit the gas ,or just run it & fast,

N-n-no...noooo,no..no ,no....

No time to be all hesitant,

With the emergence of A.I. its pretty evident,

That the elements in our fellowship,

Are Hella sick & well equipped, ,

Guess thats better than bein' well & unintelligent,

Only t-t-time will tell if I can sell the script,

Is it really worth all the hell i get,

Cops knocking on my drivers window for a welless check,

Black out & awoke inside a cell i slept,

Oh how the mighty have fell in debt,

I mean fall in debt,

You mean felt in doubt...?

Run my name & if its clean, im out,

But that was just a dream...

Just a dream ..Just a dream I shout,

Which turned into this nightmare

I cant seem to bounce,

Still buff-bufff-bufferin' in route,

(Chorus)

All these motha fucka's sufferin' from foe-mo,

While their screen times bufferin' in slow-mo,

This weed i'm, puffin' ,took me from so-low,

To so high, No lie,

See me goin' so slow when I go by