swift is goal, swift is golden- spliff is goal, rolled-up, strolled in. perfect your- backyard party each year. im like the first motherfucker to know whats wrong, such a nasty MC god made me leave it alone, 'but im not conceited- by no means... i just know what im capable of' i wanna go where its good not to go(what they forgot to know) deep green where the plankton feeds(what they forgot to breathe) i wanna try like the angels tried in some forgotten time. you wont fuck and i wont kiss- what will there be to miss?