A.W.O.L.

It was a chilly Georgia Monday morning Space heater tappin' out, there goes my saving grace (J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League) A danger to myself, I'm my worst opponent So playin' safe is pointless Just join me if you jointless I coin shit while I'm coinless I see shit 'cause I'm D-list It's funny how the ones that live to kill us, die to keep us Wow, wow, wowzers, uppercut y'all downers Fuckin' up y'all browsers Nothin' but down south-ers and caged lovers So all you first timers be prepared to change covers Bloody blankets all I made while fuck niggas was crankin' yanks We was young and dumb Busted Reebok, dickie suit thuggin' Just a Zone 4 nerd with some Zone 1 cousins And a north side bitch that you fuckin' But can't love her 'cause her father hates you 'Cause of problems he got with her mother And your mind still kinda childish, but you pushin' 6 feet So Mommy's daddy put the shotty to your face at 16 And as a child you worshipped TIP, because of Killer Mike's reaction CD player at the bus stop, candy paint passin' I never been a pacifist, too far from the Pacific Live in alternate dimensions I created as a child I'm often way too lost in my schizophrenic thoughts Visit Mama and my faith is reinstated by her smile, but Since I'm a 90's baby I'm automatically crazy I'm callin' audible plays on the daily just to survive I got a tribe of little brothers in the hood that I inspire Light the fire when they look into my eyes And when they ask me where I been at I just be like over there 'Cause when I'm high as fuck all alone With my headphones on, I don't care And when they ask me where I been at I just be like over there 'Cause when I'm high as fuck in my zone With my headphones on, I don't care Same old lost boys lookin' for a home Startin' fires under viaducts Now I ain't made that much, just some angel dust A couple zany fucks with the lay up lunks Caught up on a rainy day, of course Colder than them days chasin' after the drinkin' gourd Make good on my word and make the world agree, no court Never catch me lyin' on my back, too much like casket doors Never catch me lyin', my daddy told me who that was for Pockets swollen, still on my stomach, lyin' on grandma's floor Dodgin' all you stand-by whores And we ain't sayin' much, man that's that lovely noise Carvin' out my head the space to think, man that's that lovely boy I stashed some prayers in a bottle and chucked it overboard I gotta clock in 15 days a night 'til I can't roll no more 'Til that thing hit the shore, 'til I'm Siamese with the force 'Til if I really wanted, I could get Siamese with the Porsche But what I really want is, my nigga, for niggas to live long And I pray on the daily, my nig, for niggas who do me wrong 'Cause we all know what happens when niggas can't get along Before the opposite we gotta slap our thinkers on Ali, Ali, show me a boxer I ain't dookie on Part lucid, part MC, part mystery yet to be solved Bottle through the fog, 110 through the smog 3:10 in the night, I'm screamin' booty calls I'm plastered, goin' her draws, tryna feel withdrawals They fiendin' our demise, y'all, what we gon' do with y'all? And when they ask me where I been at I just be like over there 'Cause when I'm high as fuck all alone With my headphones on, I don't care And when they ask me where I been at I just be like over there 'Cause when I'm high as fuck in my zone With my headphones on, I don't care And when they ask me where I been at I just be like over there 'Cause when I'm high as fuck all alone With my headphones on, I don't care And when they ask me where I been at I just be like over there 'Cause when I'm high as fuck all alone With my headphones on, I don't care (Where I been at) (Over there) (Where I been at) (Over there)