Lyrics

[Verse 1] My ADD You know it got the best of me ADHD, it got me feeling free And I'm happy as I wanna be but my head is so spacey My ADD You know it got the best of me ADHD, it got me feeling free And I'm happy as I wanna be but my head is so spacey And I'm laughing while the preacher is talking to me And I'm laughing while the counselor is talking to me They say, "You're not serious enough Walter Reed", as I take a puff I used to have a handle on life but it broke I see the government as a joke Peeping his emotions through the weed smoke One by one the squirrels steal my sanity, now I need hope [Break] Right over left, right over left Right over left, Right over left Right over left, Right over left Right over left [Chorus] Good over evil Hallelujah, praise is king Is it James, is it Lutheran or Constantine? Just copped us a jar of weed, puff and pass with the homies Good over evil Hallelujah, praise is king Is it James, is it Lutheran or Constantine? Just copped us a jar of weed, puff and pass with the homies [Verse 2] So wake the heavens Shake the Earth for the Sun has smirked And the moonlight on our beautiful dirt And I'm just high, watching it go by, just watching it go by And the preacher said, "Let the church sing and say Amen" As he reads from the Book of Revelations again I'm just high, passing the [?] and drinking some hen So let the people rise with our palms to the skies Rejoice to the Most High, but really, we're the most high I punched Ty, the usher sees us in disgust she says "Jesus" Grabs us by the collar, kick us out the church I seen the tray, I leave a dollar, put God first The stars burst, look up, the sky is rainbow colors A dog walks by and says, "Hello" I said, "Good doggy", he said, "Good fellow" Now tell me there ain't happiness in the ghetto [Chorus] Good over evil Hallelujah, praise is king Is it James, is it Lutheran or Constantine? Just copped us a jar of weed, puff and pass with the homies Good over evil Hallelujah, praise is king Is it James, is it Lutheran or Constantine? Just copped us a jar of weed, puff and pass with the homies [Verse 3] Listen up, boys and girls, the mystery They shoved in the pockets of history See, God's a tailor for fabric of existence is sewn And now it's shown Psalm 147 and 4, Mount Seri Under the stronghold, the base of the Anunnaki The mass planet decays into anarchy Alien strongholds remote, views and army control Watch files We design the Adam to be The covering protector of Eve They built the Martensite city With Hematite glass windows Precise formula restore mankind Precise formula restore mankind