I`ve got the dynamo of volition
The po-pole position
Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions
I`m a brand new addition to the old edition
With the love unconditional

I`m a drama abolitionist
Damn no opposition to my proposition
Half of a man, half magician
Half a politician, holding the mic
Like ammunition, and my vision
Is as simple as light

Ain`t no reason we should be in a fight
No demolition, get to vote
To get to say what you like
Procreation, composition
Already written by itself
Singing heck is for the people not believin` in gosh

Good God
Get `em up way high
Can you gimme that high five?
Good times
Get `em way down low
And gimme gimme that low dough

Good God
Bring `em back again
Gimme gimme that high ten
You`re the best definition of good intentions

Will you answer a call if
You do not know who is calling?
I guess the whole point of it all is
That we never know really

I`m tryin` to keep with the Joneses
Like waiting for guns and the roses
To finish what we all suppose is
The s**t so silly
That s**t`s so silly
That s**t`s so silly
It`s so silly

Oh, fist knock bumping and wrist lock
Twisting up a rRzla
Kid Icarus on the transistor
Nintendo gig been givin` me the blister
Bend over take it in the kisser

Best friends a-hitting on my sister
Try to tell them that they still a wisher
Cuz she already got herself a mister
And besides that`s gross to want to dis her
D-d-didn`t I say that s**t`s so silly?

I do not keep up with statistics
I do not sleep without a mistress
I do not eat unless it`s fixed with
Some kind of sweet like a licorice

My home is deep inside the mystics
I`m known to keep diggin` on existence
I`m holdin` in the heat like a fishstick
My phone it beeps because I missed it

I do not answer the call when
I do not know who you are then
Making no sense of it all
Say, can I get a witness?

I`m only a boy in a story
Just a hallucinatory
Trippin` on nothing there is
Living in the wilderness

With a tiger spot on my back
Living life of a cat
I just wanna relax here
And write another rap tune

Driving off on a blind man`s bike
I can say just what I like
Oh nothing can stop you
Can`t stop you, can`t stop you, can`t stop you

Good job
Get `em up way high
Gimme gimme that high five
Good times
Get `em way down low
Gimme gimme that low dough

Good God
Bring `em back again
Gimme gimme that high ten
You`re the best definition of good intentions