minivan

we're riding in my minivan

and i don't have any plans

and nobody can tell us what

to do or where to go

we're riding in my minivan

and i don't have any plans

and nobody can tell us what

to do or where to go

what what what

okay i'm on one

oh and this go round it's j'von a.k.a. mr. long gun

a legend within the song sung

and that journey to pirate mountain's a long one

and he the wrong one

he gon' be long gone bein' he ain't belong in the long run

and the alarm rung

hop out the bed with the swag activated

tight as y-3's

his denim looking lacerated

a tie-tee in his hand and hand that was a fashion statement but

no time to brag a rack acclimated it's cold out

floated the route with the rose out

planned to hand it to the sand princess

janet

and her name ain't really janet but

you wouldn't understand it

back to the road with no speed spare

his baby was shocked and didn't think even he'd care

for lasagna in the oven with two meats and like three cheese layers

but i told baby i'd be there

hover boards on e and

and e is how an mc can be squared

i didn't want to take the shortcut east where

there's rumors of mythological beasts there

and extra giant bees there

sneezing and fighting i can't stand it

hands shift with a spirit gun and can it

i reach to grab my phone and tell the peeps to understand it

if i'm late

and to just continue

no piece of justice within the venue but

make sure that you grab another menu

i'm on my way still

roadblocks

construction had to lay still

and the giant bees had laid still

calm before the night by which the day spills

he fell asleep chasing his dismay with dayquil

i'm not where i'm supposed to be but it was a good day still

and i'm on a roll like the honor roll

and my grades chill

i display skills like

i was raised in a bag of green grapes

the way the age feels

but it's way chill

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