Brain numb when i lay back
Where i came from can't change that
Been tripping lately i say that
On suicide watch but i came back
Body sick of them meds now
Minds saying dont take ehm
I just walk around with my head down
I ain't gunna shake your hand cause im shakin
Ain't talking to you are you talking to my girl
Sick of fuckin living with these thoughts throughout my world
Sick of always being sick thinkin im gunna hurl
Sick of always laying on the floor up in a curl
Sick of being depressed
Always gotta wonder how much weed left
Be stressed push a boat load like a v-tec
Everybody dying swear im gunna be next
He said she said
And the wack rappers i dont listen to ehm
They all telling themselves why are they whistleblowing
If i want there fucking attention then ima whistle to ehm
Say my name and i drop bombs throwin whistle to ehm
Barbarian flow call it Conan
I ain't got no friends i got no fam
Blow grams so my head dont go scram
Im tryna get a grip i feel like i got no hands
Fuck a stick 28 from the dope man
Fuck a bitch get away you got no chance
Want a misses n kid with a home and a dog in the backyard (?)
If not, rest in peace to me
Everything i do is taking a piece of me
Everybody got a point there ain't no reasoning
A fucked up brain, no one to blame i leave it be
I dont mess around it just stress me out
So im messed up now with that weed in me
I dont want trouble but everybody that i know does always seemin to lead to me
Trippin on my life cause i wrecked it
I relate to my homies who necked it
Too many days not phased but a maze i was faced with now i regret that
Still tryna find where my heads at
Still team huskii i rep that
Still got cunts on the web tryna bite my shit like the faggots with redbacks
My PO trippin on a drug test
Bitches always hatin me she probably thinkin fuck yes
Everytime i walk into her office wanna chuck fits
Killin everybody cause im sick of bein fucked with
Used to have to line up for soup bowls
Bottle of purple sip it till im woozy
Everybody around me sayin that im too cold put it on the paper now i spit it like an uzi
And stickin to the script this shit is not a movie im too busy thinkin which one of my homies is gunna do me everybody tryna fuck me like a bitch who got a booty
Send me to the pen, they wanna send me to the looney
Been up been this way for ages
Been through stages with pins and razors
Sick of chasing shit to hit the matrix (?)