[Verse]
Fuck the opps
Fuck the odds
I been calling all the shots
I don’t give a fuck
I’m so out of luck
Get my homies on my truck
Baby I’m so out of touch
Like I’m Kobe I’m so fucking clutch
Acid trips
Looking at the sky
Looking at my mind
Getting shit in line
Chakras getting lined
Spiritual and fine
Getting shit in time
Melancholy runaway
Like my heroes
Fade-away
I’m just fading on the smoke
I’m so fucking broke
I’m so fucking lost
Losing all my trust
On the people that is close
Getting on my clothes
I’m just dipping with my toes
Even with my accent
Even with my voice
I’m the option , I’m the choice
People for the highs
But they never for the lows