I said I'm busy my boy
I'm dizzy my dude
What a wonderful way for a manic to make
Like a simian set in a similar mood
Lay in the dirt when I
WOAH
Rife with the prodigal punch
That could poach a particular "so"
You don't wanna run with the bulls
Slip on your empathy
Trust it as far as a baby could throw
I'm dizzy my boy
I'm busy my dude
What a wonderful way for a menace to meet
Like a scientist sat in a similar suit
Saving the earth when I
Yah, yah, yah
But you won't stare in the eye of the sun
You wanna play in the fires for fun
Then you can't slide when the kingdom come
You can't fly in the place of the one
A pace tryna ride with the mice and the dumb
A face wanna hide in the habit a nun
A habit of having a diet of cabbage and rum
It's like grits in the gum in abundance
Look, chief should've been scared of the ol' boy
Knockin' at the door with a book and a blanket
A horse and a gun
Shit
I said I'm dizzy my doy
I'm busy my boo
What a wonderful way for a maniac
To make amends with a mulligan
Stuck in a zoo
Hanging me up like a poster
You ravenous savages
Play my bone like a didgeridoo
Load up the vessel and wave em goodbye when I
3-2-1
Cuz I got killers on my block
You race and you rot
I think it's simple
Go dig em a plot
A paragraph or less
A tradition passed like collard greens
Around the table, eat me for dinner
Selling my clothing as the newest fad
And factor in the father figures
Sold to systematic in automatic fashion
A has-been husband in the news
I'm busy my boy
I'm feeling dizzy my dude