Bitch you out of line, Bitch you out of time

9 to 5 till the day you die

I never wanted to live that life

So instead, make a living off writing rhymes

You coping, you malding hard

Play all the roles, just play your part

Can't get past like a pick and roll now all you do is mop

And that shit's a bore

I'm faded, so faded, just fall asleep in my basement

I'm counting all my days, just to make sure that they're not wasted

Faded, so faded, just fall asleep in my basement

I'm counting all my days, just to make sure that they're not wasted

Turn on the motherfucking handle

Look around at the one room rental

Are you proud of yourself, are you proud of this shit

Fuck that man, got me a big crib

Never paid attention back in high school

Just take a look at where that got you

All the times we acting like some fucking fools

Doesn't mean shit, now I'm big, you a molecule

Everything feels slow when you doing nothing

See you walking up to me like you wanting something

You go, "hey bro, how was your day?"

I said "good man, things have changed"

Just wanna go smoke it up, forget all the times I was out of luck

No one ever really ever gave me love, so it's stuck in my head like a catchy song