Ive been all alone for a minute
I rather not kick it
With all of my homies i really do miss him
But now is the time that i keep to my business

Fuck you mean

I dont want misunderstanding
I dont want people demanding
I dont want these people telling me to go out
Cus bitch i ain't happy

Cus im being honest as fuck
Whatchu want out of us
This a hell of a life
Its abyssmal so i dive
Though i live by my hustle
It just hurts that im dismissal
Of the fact that my will is always so puddled
Im always on the run
Taken for granted from none of these tikos
I dont really need them

Uhhh
I dont need your back seat advice
A product of the cold weeded hashes ignite
My thoughts always know i have a habit to fight
Ouroborous in my soul cut my ties and lo behold
Let my problems manifold
I hope my common sense still winnin
I rather go mobbin
With all of my schemin i really do need it
And now is the time for it while im still livin

Fuck you mean

Feels like the end of a weekend
Feels like im barely speaking
Feels like im constantly livin closing on the deep end

Know im ready to cause hell or high water
Fuck the help so why bother
This view is useless to sonder

The paranoia’s a brother to bap
If you wanna talk to me then fill up my cup
Your presence a nuisances so shut the fuck up
If you hate me congrats welcome to my club

I dont need your back seat advice
A product of the cold weeded hashes ignite
My thoughts always know i have a habit to fight
Ouroborous in my soul cut my ties and lo behold
Let my problems manifold
This bottomles pit i call home
Nothing a bit of money can just help get me through it

This bottomless pit i call home
Nothing a bit of fucking just to help me get through it

This bottomless pit i call home
Nothing a couple dozen bottles to help me get through it

But i can't keep running from home
Nothing nothing nothing’s will help me me get through it