Follow Embed  I stay too high for me to ever touch the ground
[Verse 1: Vic Mensa] Can't feel my feet, I've been running
through A marijuana field, I feel excellent  Burning bush like
George W., and roll a new testament Texting and driving, drop it
in her hair while she bopping Sorry ma, I be so clumsy, I mean
my eyes be so fuzzy Real-t my real name ain't your business,
internet beats, I got bitches Pick 'em and dick 'em in ditches,
Da Vinci with it on vicious And Vicky back on his rap shit, that
shit be ratchet as jukin' I took some mushrooms and acid, I ate
some hash and I'm pukin' Pupil be dilated people, my shit too
fire, my shit nukin' I nuke that donut and crush it, bodega ball
on a budget Don't do no blacks, Uncle Ruckus, or swishers,
switch a vega for a paper Take 'em back to the trap and make 'em
dip low like Major Lazer Shorty got that crazy in love, no
lights in the Superdome Sudafed, she straight to the head, blow
me like a Sousaphone Blog superstar, goin' on a twitter-thon,
talking work on my si