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Intro
Keyzee McKenna
Keyzee McKenna
Keyzee McKenna

Hook
Drop off them packs and I’m feeling like Santa
Growing these mushrooms, I’m Keyzee McKenna
Growing exotics, they smell like bananas
I just got these spores, and they came from Havana
4 or 5 pounds, and I ship to Atlanta
Growing blue meanies, they go to Savannah
Got golden teachers, they go to Montana
I gotta get paid, I’ll sell to your Nana
Keyzee McKenna, Keyzee McKenna, Keyzee McKenna, Keyzee McKenna
Keyzee McKenna, Keyzee McKenna, Keyzee McKenna, Keyzee McKenna
Keyzee McKenna, Keyzee McKenna, Keyzee McKenna, Keyzee McKenna
Drop off them packs and I’m feeling like Santa
Growing these mushrooms, I’m Keyzee McKenna

Verse 1
I’m taking a trip, I’ll be gone for a minute
Seeing the future, I don’t see a limit
I’m gone off these shrooms, let me make it explicit
You need em, I got em, I got a good ticket
I deliver these packs, so it’s feeling like Christmas
I’m faster than Amazon, there with a quickness
I’m gone off these shrooms, I’m not talking hibiscus
They damn sure be hitting, but they not delicious
Eat some of these, you just might see a spirit
Tab on my tongue, and I’m coming to visit
I see every color, I’m feeling terrific
She talking to me, but I see hieroglyphics
The Rookie Mycologist don’t care bout no critics
Worrying about mine, need to get you some business
Did me 3 grams, now I’m playing with physics
I see every molecule run analytics

Verse 2
I’m hitting this DMT, Seeing these patterns
My life is all digital, Now I’m on Saturn
I follow my instincts, I don’t need a lantern
I’m taking my egos, and kill them, then plant them
Pop me some shrooms, and I’m gone in a hurry
I’m seeing the future, my vision is blurry
The place that we’re going is safe, do not worry
I feel like a ghost, but I don’t see Bill Murray
1 or 2 grams got me on a space shuttle
I see many galaxies, don’t need a Hubble
They hitting me hard, they not coming on subtle
I’m tryna let go, but it’s really a struggle
I’m feeling so small, I could swim in a puddle
I was so broke, and emerged from the rubble
If I’m needing a reset the dose might be double
It’s making me balanced and keeping me humble

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