Verse 1:
Winzday, yeah you know we’re gonna party
Dole day, get some weed like a smarty
Stock up the pantry
Gotta last till next week
I’m fucken broke, but you know I’m living the dream
Money poor, but I’m time rich
I don’t give a fuck if you think that’s basic
Cash rules everything around me, but not me
I am living free
No place I’d rather be
Verse 2:
Hold your breath. Can you handle it?
I could roll a straight jay or spectacular spliff
They call it hump day, so let me blow you out
Get you up, up, up
Your mind moving about
Let’s talk about the impossible, the probable
And probably philosophy
Dream about the apple tree (uh)
But if you don’t wanna get down with me
That’s okay coz you know that consent is key
Just a beautiful jazzy rap album with buttery smooth flows versed with huge talent. It's not only lovely to the ears, but the lyrics are profound and empowering about the struggles that she faces. zhangtastic