I'm just telling you straight off
I don't want commitment, I just want to get some loving and take off
Relationships are crazy, baby, it's almost slavery
Only nineteen can't let a women define me

Mellow fellow not your typical type
Light joints in the day, smoke blunts at night
Catch me high up in the air with the red eye flight
On a plane to Maui Wowie from the Northern Lights

I've gotta keep it real, down to earth, spitting ill
Lyricism for the pretty girlies till I get my fill
Get my bills, flat brimmed caps and the cash stacks
All a part of my pursuit of happiness, ya dig that?

I can be your fantasy, stick around and see for yourself
Put you down like Dramamine, get so hot I'm making you melt
Switching the position like Donner we're getting Blitzen
And twisting another L, getting high as hell man



I don't have a strategy, talking to these felines
Guess I just be dressing pretty fly for a white guy
Suit and tie to the baggy and the fitted jeans
Rocking a cap to the back my style is hella clean

Yeah, if I'm feeling a female
I'll introduce myself, give her my cell and my Gmail
Check my demos, kick it here at my house
Meet you here around eight, babe, then we're going out

And we got down, grindin on the dance floor
Hands in my waistband, tugging on my pants low
Time to go, pretty missus
I've got school in the morning so let's get down to business

Girl you might be my type, but you can't be my wife
We can keep this on the low or we can do it twice
Whatever's good, I'm known around for being nice
And treating ladies extra special even just for one night



To my brothers and my sisters out worldwide
I hope that all of y'all are living good lives
I pray that peace will overcome pride
And form a new alliance with all of us combined

From my perspective I can't understand the wreckage
The blood, sweat, and tears were given to give a message
Chill a second, focus on the moment and hold it
I compose this with a flow that makes you think that I'm rollin'

Because the microphone is something like a drug to me
Spitting that dope, make your eardrums blown over these beats
This is called confidence, borderline vanity
Checking in the mirror making sure I dress handsomely

My world is candid, take nothing for granted
My possessions be my wit, respect, and high standards
I don't claim to have the answers for society
I get along fine, people people, don't bother me

people people, don't bother me
people people, don't bother me
people people, don't bother me