Released: January 31, 2011

Songwriter: The Game

Producer: André 3000

[Verse 1]
I am one with the moon, the 54th platoon
Red beam coming soon, straight outta the blue lagoon
Only seat that blows in the winter, the placenta
The ganja, the marijuana, gives me lifted like the steam, the steaming saunas
So I ponder, mickie dees or benihanas
The other day I've seen my mama, dipping in mi ganja
I said what are you doing?, She blamed Obama
Presidential Rolexes, presidential sweets all night swisher
It's kinda like a picture with no paint, blank
Like the mind of a dead man
And bitches are sweating me like Allen Iverson's headband
Drip after drip, I dropped the phantoms hot, not Mariah
But I carry fire, my cannon is hot
As a California summer on no ac on a Hummer
This is game, spitting flames with Andre 3000 numbers

[Hook]
Love birds, love birds me and my rose phantom are
Love birds, love birds, me and my marijuana are
Love birds, love birds, me and the palm trees are love birds
Love birds, love birds, me and the Cadillac are
Love birds, love birds, me and the ATL are
Love birds, love birds, me and my microphone are love birds

[Verse 2]
I introduce the AT alien to your smelling it
Chronic bushes that are larger than African elephants
Relevant is my kush yours is not
So stop pretending it's from a Californian spot
I am so high, it would take Dwight Howard to snatch me out of the sky
I am flying and your career dying
I should get my best khaki suit out of the closet and put the iron to it
Reminiscing back when I didn't have no khaki suit to cruise on Levi's and Patrick Ewing's
Kept it moving, now I ball like Patrick Ewing
Junior, ask Dre before he met me I was sicker than a tumor
And I had a Glock that threw Bullets like boomer
Had niggas running faster they're running backs
On an Oklahoma Sooners, no sooner I said it
I was sweated by my baby mama, the first one, drama

[Hook]
Love birds, love birds me and my rose phantom are
Love birds, love birds, me and my marijuana are
Love birds, love birds, me and the palm trees are love birds
Love birds, love birds, me and the Cadillac are
Love birds, love birds, me and the ATL are
Love birds, love birds, me and my microphone are love birds

The Game

Jayceon Terrell Taylor was born November 29th, 1979 in Compton, California to two Crip-affiliated gang members. He grew up on Santana Blocc, a Crip-controlled neighborhood, with a large family of half and step siblings. He was hardened by a rough and violent childhood stinting from his parent’s drug use, domestic violence, and family members being killed through gang-related conflicts.

By 2000, a 21-year-old Jayceon Taylor was a member of the Cedar Block Pirus, a Blood-affiliated gang, and dealt drugs on the streets of Compton.

Late on the night of October 1st, 2001, Jayceon was alone in his apartment when the doorbell rang and after opening the door, he was jumped by three