You Don’t Know

I'm too God damn high,

But I feel alright,

And I'm sorry mom,

I swear I'll be just fine.

Until my clock runs out,

I swear I'm burning out

Can't get these demos out my head

Ooooooo

I smoke weed till I pass out

Couple blunts, I feel better now

New whip and a bigger house,

New bitch, God damn she loud

City boy living,

No I'm not kidding,

I do this bullshit for a living.

Chillin with strippers,

I feel like a villain,

They show me they tits,

And they butts is amazing.

Can't believe that it's 4 AM,

Oh shit I mean it's 9 AM.

Turn that shit up,

Fill up my cup to the top of the rim.

You don't know what I feel Ooooo

You don't know what's real Ooooooo

I feel I'm going backwards

I run but can't go faster

I know this shit sounds sad, but

This shit's my pen & paper

*Mom Speech*