Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

[Verse]

She say she never fell in love with a Superman

Christian, Muslim, Protestant, Lutheran

I told her that being a mortal is the portal

To the true nature of growth; the Christlike Buddha man

That's why I never spit the traditional garbage of a knife fight

Bright lights, white ice to the fans

The radio is just a stereo, like a house ain't a home

And 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 Hanukkah, wish list for Christmas

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

So you can fit in, with the closed-minded in the sit-ins

And get clothes-lined in the ed-end

I could care less about a plaque and Bid-enz

And gettin' Punked on TV by my frid-ends

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

Dem Franchize Boyz, and Jimmy Jones

Fuck that, fuck rap, this god-hop

Kingdom music for the hard rocks

I'mma spit it 'til TRL get it and Hot 97 hit a nigga with a bomb drop

Ask Flex, ask Slay, ask Whoo Kid

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