Eternal Sunshine

She said she never fell in love with a superman

Christian, Muslim, Protestant, Lutheran,

I told her that being a mortal is a portal to the true nature of growth; the Christ like Buddha man

That's why I never spit the traditional garbage of a night fight, bright lights, white ice to the fans The radio is just a stereo, like a house and a home, a chair is just a chair, ask Luther Van

Go to work; go to church let your dreams die

Bow tie, final call, and a bean pie

Yarmulke for Hanukah, wish list for Christmas

This is the jist of the life that we lead, why?

So you can fit in, with the close minded in the sit-ins, and clotheslined ed-end

I could care less about a plaque and Benz

And get Punked on TV by my friends

Don't get a nigga wrong, I get tempted by the rewards that all come along with making nigga songs But what does it mean if I'm a Muslim and you a Jew and because of that alone we don't get along And when you talk like this, and try to walk like this the radio stations'll never put a nigga on Just Mims, just 50, just Wayne, just Jeezy, and Franchize Boyz, and Jimmy Jones

Fuck that, fuck rap this God-hop,

King-dom mu-sic for the hard rocks

I'm a spit it till TRL get it and Hot97 hear the nigga with a bomb drop

Ask Flex, ask Slay, ask Who Kidd

Just blaze said Jay is the new kid

I took Eternal Sunshine and I looped it

No drums no hook just new shit

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind