Lady (um humm)Oh baby (um humm)My sweet baby (um humm)You’re the one (fury)[chorus]Lady (oh yeah)Oh, baby (oh yeah)My sweet baby (oh yeah)You’re the oneUh huh… i know[verse 1]Well it’s mr. obituary, put beats in a cemeteryI rip a beat into pieces, like sheets in a dictionaryThe teachers try tried to teach me but i was sleepin’ in every classI never passed, it didn’t seem necessaryI’m super psychedelicI’m smokin’ weed whit the fairiesAnd if drugs are bad, throw away every cd you carryCause drugs have inspired every musical visionaryAnd this ain’t even the albumSo the thought alone should be scaryI do this for the geeks who feel they need to compare meI swear i’ll push this button, give me a reason or dare meAnd everything gets blown and everybody gets buriedAnd there you have it, i shot the track like berry[chorus]Lady (oh yeah)Oh, baby (oh yeah)Oh, baby (oh yeah)Oh, baby (oh yeah)My, my baby (oh yeah)Oh, baby (oh yeah)My sweet baby (oh yeah)You’re the oneI know, i know, i know, haha[verse 2]They tryin’ figure out, what’s my business incentiveI’m simply tryin’ speak to who or whatever will listenAnd reach out to the kids who the doctor prescribed with ritalinSo this for all of my aliens and all the indigo childrenAnd anyone who said i would never see this positionAllow me to drop my pants and turn around for you to kiss itHuhBut that was the motivation i needed for me to get itAnd this has been a bobby ray power point presentitionI mean… presentation…Aww, whatever you don’t care