G# F# I got a feeling got no time ya see / To hear ya fussin and fightin whining why ya see / I know it’s gonna be alright / Get some wine the sea / Will soothe and make the mind move silently / G# F# I know it’s gonna be alright / Got my paper and my pen together / Can’t be confused ‘cause I’m flyin high in any weather / Got so much soul yes you know I cannot be no better / Now everybody get ya grind on / Yo from beginning to ending my chapter’s flipping and spinning / While I’m catering to nonsense / Setting tables of contents / Over continents, deserts, oceans, and landmasses / Spreading like jam / To make you and your honey shake them asses, damn / I’m looking sharp / Steadily sticking like bookmarks / Heavily written spitting sentences / Showing off book smarts / Smarter than a fucking whip / Cool as a fan / You feeling alright / Sing it if you know what I’m sayin / Chorus: