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She said she know just how that stress gets

When you hungry and you just tryna eat breakfast

And nobody feel your message, feel

Good enough to wake up and then fall back asleep

It's a bad card to go get involved with like half the shit that I see

Plus I feel happier in my dreams, right?

I spit that shit that give the feeling of the seaside

Hungover in Pitts, but with the flick of the wrist

Yo, I can kick shit like this, I'll be as good as it gets

Even through armor vices, my inner being Rastafarian

Always one hunnid, three times you'll get Spartacus

What's with all you knock offs and self-conscious narcissists?

Said, I'm an artist bitch, do this shit so artifice

In it for the hardships, the nonsense of reaping attention

Homie rolled up a blessing, we in a world with no exits

You gotta give me a second, straighten up and get balanced

My homie flipped on a record, I beat it up, ain't no challenge

I smoke that weed while my grandmother's scarf comforts me

But you look ugly and I ain't ever trippin' 'bout the lack of company

'Cause honestly I'm sitting here alone quite comfortably

Depressed through this dimension and I think I failed to mention

That I feel like I've been runnin' outta seconds

Nobody gave a forewarning nor a preface

Following my dreams, feel like following my death wish

Hey-o, reach and you slip a back pedal

I do my homework blazed and get A's, I'm mad mellow

I hear the sad fellows get they fix when I spit

Like the sun up in the sky, you must protect or you get hit

Sometimes life is full of shit, too many damn to-do lists

But yo, I learned if you ain't cool then you just being foolish

I used to think that I'ma die early, like mid-thirties

But fuck that, I'ma rise early and ride dirty

I reach the crucifix up to my lips and then I kiss it

I try to walk with God but got some holes up in my slippers

And so I keep on slippin', get tangled in the mischief

So in a nut-shell I'm just a sinner named Christian

But still they keep me spinnin' when they drinkin' on they lonely

I'm rollin' like Jody, eyes open, got stolen by this music shit

And I don't think I'm comin' back

Everybody rockin' plaid, we look like lumberjacks

Hey-o, I smoke that weed while my grandmother's scarf comforts me

But you look ugly and I ain't ever trippin' 'bout the lack of company

'Cause honestly I'm sitting here alone quite comfortably

Depressed through this dimension and I think I failed to mention

That I feel like I've been runnin' outta seconds

Nobody gave a forewarning nor a preface

Following my dreams, feel like following my death wish

Hey-o, let it go

Damn, damn, damn, yo, damn