Written & Performed by Cel-Man Iller (DeAngilo Willis)

Cel-Man Iller:

She hated me…

Weak pains I keep…

Delayed my sleep…

The problem is I want to keep you out of my dreams…

Impatiently…

I grow…

Hastley…

I grow…

Contained in me is the ability to be left alone and grow…

Everything is getting stupid!

Everything is getting stupid…!

Stupid…

Stupid…

Stupid…

Stupid…

I keep seeing reasons why to keep her round…

I must’ve been stupid…

Yeah, I must’ve been stupid…

Be my queen beneath, above, the stars and skies…

I was so damn stupid…

Yeah, I was so damn stupid…

Cling to me for infinity and beyond…

I’ve come corrected, stupid-id-id-id

I’ve come correct from stupid-id-id-id…

)mALFUNCTIONS)

HOP UP IN A NEWLY CANDY PAINTED EL CAMINO

ONLY BODIES SITTING IN IT IS TOKI AND NINA

MARY JANE, ZAKUM, MOLLY, MARIA, AND TINA

I AIN’T EVEN PIMPING TODAY AND MY PIMP MEANER

NO BLING OR LING ON ME CAUSE, STRATEGIC, I’VE EXCEEDED THE NEED FOR FRONTIN’ JEWELS

PICKED UP A BAG OF NEBULLA, CHEAP SMOKE TOOLS

RICKSHAW, BRICKS BOUGHT 80 LOOPS

I GOT THAT THICK TYPE OF STRIP THAT MAKE THE LADIES PUKE

THICK SKULL AND VOLCANIC

STUBBORN AND HOT-HEADED

I’M BUTTON MASHING “PANIC” BUT EJECTION WILL NOT HAPPEN

I’M FLIPPING OFF THE MODULE

BUT IT IS UPSETTING

THE FUCKERS WON’T RESPOND TO THE UPLOADS I’M OFFSETTING

I DOUBLE UP MY RHYMES JUST SO FOLLOWERS LOVE REPPING

THE CEL-MAN ILLER BOMBS I BEEN DROPPING SINCE ’07

IT’S 99.9 TIMES PLUS BETTER THAN OF THEM FUCKERS ON 99.7 (FM)

(CHORUS)

SO WHAT I’M TRYNA SAY

IS SHE INSPIRES LIFE

I GOT THE MUSE, GOT THE JUICE, TO PARADE THE RITE

AND I AIN’T TRYNA TO LOSE HER HOLY HEIRLOOM

I KEEP IT SHINY ON DISPLAY IN THE MAIN ROOM

GET HIGH WITH ME, BABY YOU AIN’T SEEN THE TRUTH

TAKE A RIDE WITH THE UNIVERSE AND STAY IN-TUNE

LIFT HIGH ON THE LEVITATION-STATE-OF-YOU

ELEVATED MINDS ON THE RISE, THAT’S ALIEN-PROOF

WHAT’S THE PATTERN TO GET IN THAT ASS OF HERS

IS IT IN MATH, WORDS, ADVERBS, MAPS, OR BOOKS

IT’S JUST THE CASH THAT I LACK AND THE DASHING-LOOKS

HER MOTHER HATES ME

HER FATHER NEVER-EVER LIKED ME

HER BROTHERS MAINLY

HER ONLY TYPE OF GUY-LIKE IDOL

HER COUSINS GRAVY

BUT EVERYBODY ELSE IS SHIESTY

THAT WON’T DETOUR ME

MY MODE OF MOTIVATIONS MIGHTY

LIKE POPEYE’S

LITTLE GREENS KEEPS MY MINDS EYE (HIGH)

(CHORUS)

She hated me…

Weak pains I keep…

Delayed my sleep…

The problem is I want to keep you out of my dreams…

Impatiently…

I grow…

Hastley…

I grow…

Contained in me is the ability to be left alone and grow…

She hated me…

Weak pains I keep…

Delayed my sleep…

The problem is I want to keep you out of my dreams…

Impatiently…

I grow…

Hastley…

I grow…

Contained in me is the ability to be left alone and grow…

She hated me…

Weak pains I keep…

Delayed my sleep…

The problem is I want to keep you out of my dreams…

Impatiently…

I grow…

Hastley…

I grow…

Contained in me is the ability to be left alone and grow…

She hated me…

Weak pains I keep…

Delayed my sleep…

The problem is I want to keep you out of my dreams…

Impatiently…

I grow…

Hastley…

I grow…

Contained in me is the ability to be left alone and grow…

EVERYTHING IS GETTING STUPID!

EVERYTHING IS GETTING STUPID!

STUPID!

STUPID!

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