Check it or don't

Who the fuck cares, that weird music upstairs

What a feeling, sampling the neighbours banging on the ceiling

I'm optimistic, if my glass is half empty I forgot to drink it

Now I'm necking the bottle, in the booth getting head off a model

Ace Ventura, talk shit to the pigs

I'm washed up with more drip than the kids

All the shit I've been through and I just wanna drink liquor

Looking at myself in the mirror that's an ignorant view

I tried to stick to the script, now I'm sniffing the glue

Holding on to a grudge, pinky finger askew

Pure class but I'm missing a screw

And if you want a bag of money then this isn't for you

It's true, they say this shit's satirical

I'm brain dead but me dick's invincible

I think I'm miserable

Why are we going round in circles if existence isn't cyclical?

I'm tryna to meditate listening to Mystikal

Sitting by the edge of the bluff

I just wanna drive a 90s shed with a private reg and be scruff

But nothing's ever enough

Now he's burying his head 'cause he said he wants everything instead but it's tough

It's tough 'cause

They say you get what you're given

Get what you're given

They say you get what you're given

Get what you're given

They say you get what you're given

Get what you're given