Finesse and Loathing in San Francisco (Bonus Track)

Going to San Francisco Please make room for me Well I'm going to San Francisco Please make room for me Up early ain't slept in two days Seen some dark nights similar to Bruce Wayne A hero from the west Coasting down the PCH My girl feeling on her chest Hoping that my d-ck relates Shifting stick hella hard All up in her jaw She sucking it till its raw 90 on the freeway Looking out for the johnnies On a mission to The Bay To fold paper Like origami With piece on me Unlike the Dali Lama For ni--as with salami That want to get holier than swiss cheese if they try me Strategize with the green on mind My eyes looking irie Bust this move black Then zoom to a island Where Stella got her groove The homie from Sunnydale Said there's clientele I set up the wave And the sh-t is sure to sell Going to San Francisco Please make room for me Well I'm going to San Francisco Please make room for me About 3 hours in it Gassed up the petro in the rented My ni--a Clement Passed out in the back with two b-tches One on peyote The other on some issues A week before told Clem don't bring'em If we gotta do a solo act I don't want to have to kill a background singer To him money whispers pu--y talks Crossing the Golden Gate State of emergency Concerning me What's my first response? If it don't well like the mammals in Monterey Do I block party ni--as feet? And sinking'em in The Bay? Touché Calm down collected thoughts with a joint Texted the plug If it was cool to touch down in Hunter's Point An hour went by no reply Said f-ck it Whipped the bucket To 23rd My surprise new high rise Suit and ties sipping frappuccino Developers that gentrify The new Scarfaces Laughing at ni--as Trying to be the new Pacinos Guess they want us to die like hippies in San Francisco Damn Going to San Francisco Please make room for me Well I'm going to San Francisco Please make room for me