[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, uh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, uh, uh, ayy
Sad, you gon' need caution, I'm mad
I'm mad, I'm mad

[Verse 1]
Sad, you gon' need caution, I'm mad
Stuck in a box made of ash
Don't need a bitch, I need pack
I might push eighty on that dash
I might go fifty on that bag
I'm broke as fuck so I crash
Pick up those pieces and laugh
Smoke and wake up, then I blast

[Bridge]
I might go fifty on that dash
I might go fifty on that dash
I might push fifty on the dash
I might go fifty on that bag
I might go fifty on that bag
I might go fifty on that bag
I might go fifty on that bag
I might go fifty on that bag
(The mic didn't work last song)
I might go to Cambodia to find my dad
(This is a mental note for this song)
(So, he had to remind himself to record again, again)
(He 'bouta do his first verse, he 'bouta do it again)
(Hey, I can make a melody out of that)
Again
(Damn, that shit was hard, that shit was hard, good job, n***a)
[Verse 2]
I took a planet out of orbit then snorted it at the Ritz
Skinny bitch being one of my favorites to get on dick
Need drugs, haven't even considered, what, fucking love?
Fuck a bitch, all I need is a metal .30 with clips
Tell me how to see myself, I can't wait to be myself
Only demon in the mirror, yeah, bitch, I've been to hell
Tell me how to see myself, I can't wait to be myself
Only demon in the mirror, yeah, bitch, I've been to hell