Yeah
Turn me up
Yeah, ah yeah
It's mf eightone
Yeah, okay
Yeah, uh
Okay
Yeah
I can't figure out when I'm missing out on
My vision cloudy
But not enough to be chasing checks
Can't recollect a time
When someone checked for me
Sip 40s
Four in the morning
I'm up and feeling horny
I let my feelings absorb me
Control my consciousness
Talking shit
To the man in the mirror
I load a clip
Pop his shit
Play some music
Take a ganja hit
I'm really clueless
But walk like I got betrayed by Judas
We all stupid
Don't know at all what I'm after
I tell em hardly
Can't find it like cars alarming
I'm somewhere harming myself
Invade my brains with toxins
I'll never stop it
Boutta roll one up with Mary Poppins
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
I wrote this
Then I took a trip to the ocean
Swim, swim
I'm with a bad chick in a Focus
We smoking
She took my dick and put it where her throat is
The coldest
Need someone to kill a track
I'll be the culprit
I whip a pistol back
Every beat, I will attack
If I go missing Jack
Find me where the sinners at
But honestly I'm Godly
Like ancient theories of Anunnaki
I'm hard to copy
The flow is hot
Gon be hard to stop me
It's hot as Takis in summertime
The chili lime
Ain't even in my prime
This just a glimpse of shine
See you at the finish line
Really I'm
Just tryna know where you go
When you feel so low
I'm at home folding clothes
This the life that I chose
This shit blows
All I want is to blow up
Then Imma go nuts
Same time I be like so what
Damn
My mind firing a million different directions
I can't help myself
I keep stressing
I got no clue what it wants
I keep guessing
Fill it with all of this smoke
Only way I can suppress it
I'm a joke
Self deprecating
The only way I cope
Life a journey
I'm just hoping I got heaven waiting
We in a deal with satan
Everyone controlled through the education
I'm self-decorated
I don't like the world that they painted
In the middle of this severed nation
Explaining how none of this makes sense
Your power a fake threat
Baby this the Age of Aquarius
All these fucking people
They so nefarious, embarrassing
A constant fear of dying young
Still I'm filling up my lungs
Bunch of monkeys on my back
And they weigh a ton
Hypochondriacal hypocrite
In other words, I'm just a damn idiot
Yeah, I'm gone
Yeah, I'm gone
Mother fucker, I'm gone