[Verse: Earl Sweatshirt]
My thoughts, dreams, plots, and my schemes
That's whats on my mind when I toss in my sleep
My heart like my pen, when I’m jottin', it bleed
My cart full of sin, when I shop it's a spree
I got some new leads, I’m like "What's the word with you, sir?"
You just moss on a tree, I'm not concerned with you
I leave the curb when I'm crossing the street
I'm watching out for the mark of the beast
The badge on the policeman, black carpenter pants
A half ounce in 'em, another half ounce in my fleece
And on account of this, go ahead, count me out of this
I'm out with the breeze, I'm dodging county, it’s a thousand degrees
It’s back alley shit, my n***a
My eyes wide open, I'm sleepy, I’m on a highway
Paul Giamatti, a n***a was sitting sideways
Bubbling a Skully, but travelling through the Tri-state
And trouble plays the gun, hear it clap and it make my mind race
Back and forth
I played sport, keep your torch
Got your bosses on my plate, motherfucker
I wasn't born
Mama snatched me out the motherfucking stork on a Friday
N***a, say that shit to my face