For This Occasion

[Intro: Aretha Franklin]

Arms have I

Strong as the oak

For this (this occasion) occasion (yes)

[Verse 1]

Is there a story that makes God cry?

Can I bring weed to Heaven to get God high?

They say the pineal gland is the God eye

Or the third one (third one)

Yours from the dictionary, Heaven is where my words from

(My word) Or maybe Hell

The gin in the crib can make your old lady crazy or your baby yell

You can hear my soul through the speakers in your JBL (listen)

That only take me a couple bars

Before I lust a chick, I would lust a car

Tryna beat time, a buck ninety'll up the odds

Before I stuffed paper, I would stuff cigars

Some smoke the pain away, some drink the pain away

Me? I take it in and breathe it out on a rainy day

Never a stingy nigga, willing to give the game away

Ghost stay low, yeah, I'm willin' to give the fame away

[Chorus: Aretha Franklin]

Arms have I

Strong as the oak

For this occasion

For this occasion

[Verse 2]

I go to sleep and travel, I know the beast can tempt me

I know the snakes can rattle but knowings half the battle

Headed up shit's creek, no one likes to paddle

Live in a high rise, no one likes the gravel

Fuck with the gangstas, no one likes to tattle

Went into war but no one likes to battle

Love loss is a blood loss

God make clay but what's the price that the mud costs?

Dirt got wet 'cause you sweat when you bust off

Knew it was a sin but you knew it was a win

Got close to the end but you knew it would begin

Got away with it before so you doin' it again

I would probably do the same

Seen the dark, seen the light, so I'm callin' it a game

See the clouds through the joint, so I'm callin' it a lane

It's the picture without a cam, I'm callin' it a frame

Ghost

[Chorus: Aretha Franklin]

Arms have I

Strong as the oak

For this occasion

For this occasion

[Verse 3]

Is life even worth the stress?

Used to wonder if I'm cursed or blessed?

If I can't fly high, will it hurt the nest?

If I don't clear my mind, will it hurt my chest?

Is there a place on the Earth for my soul to rest?

Will I make it through the gates to see the golden crest?

Will I stay with the wise or where the soldiers rest?

My testaments are dry but didn't know the test

But I inhale the weed to get to know my breath

[Chorus: Aretha Franklin]

Arms have I

Strong as the oak

For this occasion

For this occasion