Quick to tell ‘em hmm

Straight to point we living proof uh huh

I walk but dead

My eyes be low and red

Coffin in a graveyard

All dark black fully draped dawg just staring at the night sky getting high uh I wanna die uh

It’s the same thing on repeat man

I wanna break the cycle

Getting high to cope with being live though

They don’t like it when I tell no lie so I keep a wall call me Donald trump I got a Donald Duck hat that shit irrelevant proceed to excellence

Another way to feed their anger

Not acknowledge it

Excessive shit

I want to roll on cid

I want a Rolex wrist to tell me time to trip

It’s accomplishment over copied print

But they ain’t even have a soul

I balance this music with switch in my flow

Adapted with ease a dab hit I’m stoned

She panicked on me so I got up to leave

I got up on go I got up on weed

I did it I did it I broke her to peace

I hit it I hit it I CB LSD

Walk like I’m Jackson in dream

13 that .30 be hitting the street

War outside baby get under the sheets

A demon in plain sight they hide behind screen

But we ain’t really talk about that shit

Get in coma off the loud past tense

Woke up today and I record sent

Verse to the homie to record his

Making a hit off some detour shit

But we ain’t really talk about that shit

Get in coma off the loud past tense

Woke up today and I record sent

Verse to the homie to record his

Making a hit off some detour shit