Heart tickle, the ninja man splits along High grade, we bunker, we no smoke push away
We never go low, we always higher Good sense fi me, no make me spit beer fire
I'm talking bout the best credit, make me sharp like a razor
You no body, me no afraid of Give me the stinking purple skunk, you give me the eyes
Ya me we blaze this fi months and days Jah know me no change me smoke in way