Fucked up in the head got some shit going on
It gets hard all alone, do it all on my own
I'm the one who hits record every time I make a song
I don't need a studio I got one at home
I seek your guidance through the light cause I'm used to the dark
We was the ones doing drugs having fun at the park
In the water with the sharks, you know Imma leave a mark
They be, they be going hard hardly, I'm going farrr
Hardy har har with some lungs full of tar
Good cookies out the jar in my cigar
Crowbar to the windows of your car
Tryna play me like guitars, Imma hi-jack his magic carpet bitch I'm jaffar
Keep that fye on my hip like a lighter on a leash
Imma beast at the least, l-l-lyrically unique
Don't you make a squeak, keep that shit discreet
Watchu mean, I'm just tryna make it into next week
Imma peak off a sheet that I got from a freak
If you need some LSD I could point you down the street
Tell her who sent you, might get you some for free
Hit the store down the street can you get sum for me
Tell her who sent you, might get you some for free
Hit the store down the street can you get sum for me