What kind of motherfucking bullshit is it

To tell you that you can't see what's on my mind

I don't know if I can explain it to you

To you

Oh, what kind of motherfucking bullshit is it

To tell you that you can't see what's on my mind

I don't know if I can explain it to you

To you

If you wanna understand you know that I can let you in

Although when I try you wanna leave after I get you in

Every time so I'ma smoke 'til I get to the "I know why"

Making like the wind letting the lid over my eye low lie

You know the high go bye

Know I shouldn't bring it back but if I don't then I go hide

I'm really sorry, I need to get my courage back somehow

Way too MIA but I can't let that stop me

So I tell me "I can do it without"

Without

"I can do it without"

Without

My vice, or my indulgences I keep me

In my paranoia and problems

Just point me to the trash for that

I need my hash for that

To relax and remember

I'll get my cash for that

I'm getting brash for that

I'm losing all my high

Nothing to show for now

Is this all over now

What kind of motherfucking bullshit is it

To tell you that you can't see what's on my mind

I don't know if I can explain it to you

To you

Oh, what kind of motherfucking bullshit is it

To tell you that you can't see what's on my mind

I don't know if I can explain it to you

To you