I'm in the Mile End, fly off that high-end
High off that fly shit, lights off that my piff
Catnip addict you couldn't match my highness
Higgs boson nine lives defies the scientists
I'm the:
Side-alley roller
Backpack rally hoster
Knapsack carry dope stuff
And you carry posters
Stick 'em up on the walls my name is carried over
Smoking unique leaves, you couldn't match the odor
I'm on my Fairmount, jewish money get that bagel out the oven door
Feeling like I should get something more than what I care about
Careless I'm a real cat open the door you don't know my whereabouts
I'm so Montreal I don't have to prove it
Stick a GPS on me and analyze the movement
I'm the Atheist buddhist
So high off the floor
Even Ripley's wondering how I do this
I'm in these streets, the pavement is my slaveship
I'm here all the time, for you it's a day trip
Sedated, weed lean and beer is the basics
You don't gotta brag when you talking bout everyday shit
I'm on Hutchison, you can smell the fragrance
Old lady walking next to me, she about to lose her patience
Some of these other cats seem to hate this
Cause it's so effortless, try hards failing with that fake shit
This dude told me I talk shit a lot
Well hell, tell me something I don't know
This dude told me I talk shit a lot
Homie, a real cat would let it go, whoa