
Stevie wonder the soul sensation,
his lights are on
but ' Stevie on vacation
Stevie's got visions,
when he’s huffing all the ether
Like he's chattin' to a wall,
or a phantom,neither-neither.
Now, Stevie's got a habit, a little powdery delight He thinks it's Bolivian,
but it absorbic acid
pure and white
He's snortin' it with gusto,
feelin' the cosmic hum
Unaware a homeless dude's been followin' him,
dumb dumb dumb
This dude, he's snortin' all the powder,
thinkin' it's a score
But both are just on vitamins,
trippin' on the floor.
Stevie thinks it's reality TV, his life's the latest show The homeless guy is production, that's all that stevie knows
He thinks he’s on “The Amazing Race,” you see? Runnin' 'round the streets, yellin' at nobody, "Follow me!"
"Where's the next clue!" he scream
at his imaginary team
He thinks he's a Caucasian, oblivious to his shade, Walks around like Kid Rock, in a oblivious masquerade.
he paints a pale Swedish man
when he paints self portraits
'Cause Stevie, bless his heart,
ain't got the memo, see?
He's darker than midnight,
he’s your typical shadow
His hair's a disaster, got braids done by ghosts, Spirits of salon workers,
in a salon no one works
He’s out here struttin',
with that shit-eating grin,
Flippin' off the toddlers
like it's a personal win.
Cause Stevie ain’t knowin'
his thumb ain't in the middle
He thinks he's givin' a thumbs up,
yeah a real tricky riddle.
He'll be walking past
and giving small children the bird
Noone knows what that means,
so it's just absurd.
'He's got this drug-fueled journey,
always on a high,
Trippin' over air,
reachin' for the sky.
He thought that cheese grater was Braille, that's the truth,
Read a horror novel,
to the kids and then got sued
He’ll fart in a packed elevator,
a loud booming sound,
Then act like nothing's happened,
and just looks around.
Like it’s a normal daily occurrence,
the dude’s got no shame,
Stevie’s got a problem,
a peculiar game.
He’s likes to light his bong
with his farts he sets alight
Yeah, the world's a circus, a freak show, pure and true,
From Biden’s lip slips to Buscemi’s stare,
they’re all part of the crew.
Got Gary Busey screaming logic,
like a rabid chimpanzee, And Danny DeVito, this short stack with gangster mentality.
It's that kinda crazy,
that kinda wrong but so right
Like Stevie Wonder in Fight Club,
throwing punches in the night.
He’s wearin’ racing gear,
but the car is a shopping cart
Thinkin’ he’s in Monaco,
tearing up the supermarket
He's speedin' around
thinks he in Grand Prix,
slammin' imaginary gears
off his fucking tree
So next time you see someone,
dancin' with the air
think of Stevie,
and give a little prayer.
“yo Stevie , STEVIE!”
“yo that Nicca ain’t Stevie”
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