Bakwood Bill - JEEOHDEE

It's Bakwood
Rapping I be hashing cause I'm that good
That wood
Ain't gonna roll itself
Spit be dripping on it while she grabbing on my belt
She all up on my iron use her mouth on it to smelt
And now I'm crashing in the Civic
My mom livid fucked it up cause I was ripping
Under pressure
Like a new diamond
Like Freddie, like Bowie
Refer to me as your highness
I'm the highest
Smoke a lot of weed
Got strains you've never seen from Calabasas, Germany
Italy, Dominican
Some of my shit be Indian
Get you bouncing off the walls
Pop another Ritalin

I'm just trying to be
Elevated like JEEOHDEE (God)
Levitating on the marijuana smog
Mix the uppers with the downers I wake up like I'm a god

I'm a god you say
God of what you say
Smoke, fuck, eat, drink
Then I pass out
On the table leave the grass out
Baby to the plug when I realize the hash out
I blow my back out
When I pick up all my weed
The sheer amount's obscene
I plan to flip it but you see
I can't
Cause I smoke it every time
I grind
Keep my pencil to the side at all times
Just in case I'm trying to write
White man watching hockey but I'll never pick a fight
But I'll rap it just to spite
When I'm higher than a kite
Quick shoutout to Eddie kicking in my flight or fight
I might
Go off the top like a stolen hat
Mr. Evans took it he ain't ever give it back
I miss it like my bed
Red with the black bill
Go hard till I'm dead got a coffin to fill

I'm just trying to be
Elevated like JEEOHDEE (God)
Levitating on the marijuana smog
Mix the uppers with the downers I wake up like I'm a god

Written by:
A. Tymouch

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