​*67​ (USA)
​crying in pizza parlor (╥﹏╥)
[Verse]
Everyday it's Christmas when a n***a gettin' fried (lsdradio)
It ain't Halloween but I'm screamin' in my mind
Everybody mean n***a I'm jus gettin' high- high
Shawty how you leave? I was 'sposed to be that guy
Don't sit in my room I be smokin' in my office
I be climbin' mountains 'cause I'm in my head so often
Once I get the message I know I'll end up so nauseous
Just another poem then my body's in that coffin
I could write a millio- million
You just wouldn't listen- listen
It's a demonstration cuz my mental's in a prison
Jot it down and mention that I'm steady losing vision
Replace it with the characters my brain is steady trippin'
I could look in front of me but all I see is Latios
Must be schizophrenic I was staring at the microwave
All these n***as copy paste
My future is grandiose
More than likely probably based
N***a we determine fate