[Chorus: The Grouch - repeat 2X]   I'm gonna tell 'em that I'm not here   Ain't taking no calls today   Time to refresh and do it all my way   Get off my back   Not taking orders   It's time to refresh, make tracks and sing      [The Grouch]   Bring about that piece of mind and recline   Let your guard down and see what you find   Inhale and exhale deeply, get loose   Stretch out your muscles and squeeze you some juice   Light that incense up and then bless your space   Go to that place where the calm is on your face   I promise that a taste of this is pure bliss   Where thought grows freely and minutes mean shit   I'm up in it clean fit, dreamin' so vivid   I let it all radiate, you see how I'm livin'   Energized and rested, tested time after time   I'm impressed with my body and mind   My hobby's so strenuous I gotta cool out   Focus on health so that I'm not ruled out   Exercise my knowledge and abolish all stress   Get a good sleep and tomorrow I press   Today I'm...      [Chorus x2]      [Bicasso]   Now let's pretend that I was just born   A niggas first breath, heartbeat, a life with no scorn   It wasn't me, it was the egos of MCs they say   The mic tempt me too   But like the dollars makes 'em fishy dude ok   The average day I got the duties of a lifeguard for myself   When I'm swimmin' in a system makes it so hard   But at the rest I just post up fine,   Patrol my coastline and make the most of my mind   Create the envelope and push it to the people on the avenue   The ones stuck in they offices, this world is a vacuum   But my sauce it got some smack too   Like on a Sunday afternoon I got you tuned into the spiciness   Blended just right with this in the pocket like some jeans   Or the rhythm of these funk strings and I might just get   Another dosage of this slow shit   It's bumpin in my system and my soul too,   It's what I do when I'm alone, it's like some soul food   I wouldn't just get up from the table man, it's too smooth   This groove is better than any wrong thing   And if the phone rings I'm'a hit 'em back now   Let the song sing...      [Chorus x2]      [Pep Love]   I'm unavailable for comment   I'd rather go sail my boat and ride the tail of a   Comet, inhale of the chronic, a glass of orange juice,   Read a book, write a poem,   Hike a trail in the forest dude!   Breathe in fresh air   Release pressure   Extend and bend and strength yeah!   Burn a incense, silence my mind in a instant   Because now is the time and I'm in this   It gets me open like Halls Mentholyptus   Pine cones and eucalyptus leaves   Mushrooms and wild flowers bloom   And cool Cali breeze   Make me feel superhuman   I might fly a kite, go home rock the mic   Throw on a song I like, call up my girl to bone   I'm in my own world, a zone   And it be them days like this when I don't answer the phone   I'm clearing my space   Excuse me while I take this brief intermission   From out the rat race   No hustle and bustle though my muscles are strong   I just don't wanna do nothing   But sing my song...      [Chorus x2]