Hey Emcee tell us a moment that was so stupid.

Well I got a story to tell.

Sippin' on that lean, getting high

Watch the walls around him start to melt and fly

He looked in the mirror, seen horns, no lie

Thinking he could fucking fly, reaching for the sky

puffin' on that green

Got a pocket full of weed, living like a king

High as a kite, melting walls fucking with his mind

Feeling so free, like he's one of a few people who seeing things tonight

He be Trippin' through the mirror, lost in a haze

Feelin' like a king, in a psychedelic craze

Stole from his daddy, just to get by also Getting drunk as another thing to tell, as be about to think he touch the sky

He got Lost in the moment, caught in a trance

Reality was distorted, nothing left to but a chance

Spirits in the room, dancing in a trance

Feeling like he be invincible, fueled by circumstance

He looked in the mirror and seen horns on his head

Thinking he could fucking fly, feeling so ahead that he be living that fast life

Getting drunk as well, chasing that bad life.

He be Living on the edge, pushing it to the brink

Chasing that high, never stopping to think.

As The world fades away, and it's just himself

He be Caught in a cycle, that's growing dim as well.

Lost in the haze, he can't see straight

Spiraling down, it's all becoming too late

Caught in a cycle of self-destruction and lies

Trying to break free, but it's a struggle to rise

Trippin' through the mirror, lost in a haze

Feelin' like a king, in a psychedelic craze

Stole from his daddy, just to get by

Getting drunk as well, just to touch the sky

He be Trippin' through the mirror, lost in the night

As he Escaping the world, chasing that High

But when reality comes crashing, like a falling star

Leaving him broken, with wounds and scars. Standing on the corner like some dumbass, begging for help as apologizing though his ass. Apologies to dad that ain't gonna help for people they deserve nothing but hell.