[Intro]
You have [?]

[Pre-Verse]
Dopin' on the road (Road)
I'm coping with the thoughts (Thoughts)
You know that all my blinds closed (Closed)
You know I never leave home

[Verse]
Did you ever think that (Maybe)
I would ever make that (Crazy)
No one ever knew me (Honest)
Now they all on me (Stop it)
Sittin' on my profits, applause is a promise
Young scumbag never thought about college
No, I'm not clean, bitch, no, I'm not nice
Just 'cuz you making music too don't mean we alright