Between the Clouds

People that know, know
The number of people that know grow
People that know go, «yo woooh
Bro’s flow, that shit is oh no!»
That shit is old though
Get you the new shit
Get up on your legs and salute shit
Get your solutions
Truth is, I’m like a school kid in a new fit
Wandering the hall in crispy kicks
Looking for cute chicks to kiss
Lipstick on my cheek the rest of the day
Been down, staying on my feet the rest of the way
Sometimes I go to break a run and the refs in the way but that’s part of the
game, I guess in a way
The ball don’t get wrestled away
As far as addresses I got an impressive array
Of personal space and places to stay, should I need an escape
So give me a reason to skate
Say, I caped crusades in broad day on broadway
Oblong shapes
I dawn shades, not on face, my off days don’t take place
I’ll cook up an entree then say a long grace
My hombres is hungry
We shovel it home and make haste
Once asses is kicked we take names and never was known to take bricks
Jesus was taught to walk on the Great Lakes by the great H. S. Floetry
All you gotta do is say yes
Is sun shining upon the raisins? check
I drop in only long enough to raise interest
The sun delivers rays then sets
The sun delivers rays then steps
Bless