PANDURICANE (feat. Rei The Imperial)

Conductor

Plenty of clouds, in and out of the region
Might even have an isolated sprinkle tomorrow
I'll show you the computer model in just a moment

Sunshine, ain't too clear

All's well that ends well
Can't tell if they big fluffy clouds or they chemtrails
They had gave us artificial fins told us fend for ourselves
Every night I say a prayer that the real ones prevail
A wise man told me
Don’t judge a man not by the Benz he fish tails
But more so how he treat his friends when they fail
Do you offer a service?
Do you judge and give verdict?
Do you support with a purchase?
Do you push further and turn off your discernment?
Or do you encourage your Sun to shine like a porcelain surface?
While surrounded by these fraudulent curses?
Whole world feel like Little Shop of Horrors
But the alternate version
Tried to Diddy dance round your vaccine said I did a disservice
Damn
This shits gotten out of hand
They're saying that I'm to blame
Our views just not the same
We feel that you’re the blame
Reporting live in the mist of a PANDURICANE
Son I knew shit was gon' hit the fan before I heard the rain
Not only is life a bitch but she got perfect aim

Sunshine, ain't too clear

My city said she tired of y’all fuckin and never catch feelings
Mardi Gras and titties be the only time they wan visit
I love the way you call me baby and sometimes we could kick it
But if it was deeper than that I would’ve copped one-way ticket
Conspiracy theories not so far-fetched like golden retrievers
Shit was all good a week ago when you was holding heaters
Now you heated feeling so defeated (You would make soldiers)
Hours on the phone with FEMA (Lay their weapons down)

Came back home now the ambience gone
Plus the stench is like slave blood in Providence Hall
Bumping Lights Off waiting for my lights to come on
Boy my auntie bout to flip like she Dominique Dawes
I call it probable cause she bout to burst a vein
The shits gotten out of hand
Blame it on: What’s her name?
Cover your mouth boy we in a whole PANDURICANE
CNN correspondent might as well be Pootie Tang

Sunshine, ain't too clear
Sunshine, ain't too clear
Sunshine, ain't too clear
Sunshine, ain't too clear

Boy just be yourself
If people don't like ya if you're being yourself
Fuck em!