[Intro: Sampled]
Do I look like I'm a part of the world?
Fourth Eye Records

[Verse]
Foggy headlights, wheels on the 'Stang, fuck the gravel up
Anybody wanna battle then you best be buckin' up
Fourth Eye is who I am, 919 is where I be
Trooper with the fucked-up teeth, finna dig a hole so deep
Inside your mind, it hurts, I know that pain, that shit so real
I'm starin' out my window sill and grippin' on my steel
Hidden treasure in this bitch, free feature a steal
I ain't ever gon' make it, I been know the deal
Grab the pills, pop 'em fast, who I gotta holler at?
Goin' to the store with my bitch, I'm finna pop a tag
Rich kid relapse, gives sensation feelings that
That creepy shit, that demon shit be fuckin' with the heart so stabbed
In my dark old room again all by myself, I weep so loud
Sociopathic schizophrenic, I don't feel a damn thing now
I grab the shotgun from the bed side that I steady leave
Tell my mama that I'm sorry but I'm finna end the creep
For real