I gotta take it slower

Enough of this tit for tat

The fact

When my life gettin wacky

I roll up that tobaccy

So I can focus on tic tac toe

So goddamn potent I'm o-ing my x's

I owe a lot

To my family

What they hand me isn't

Just so I can fuck off and live more shitty

But I pity fools who's parents live vicarious

Mine made it apparent that college is what they want

I just wanna hit bizzong

And sing my silly songs

Mom and dad I'm not a scholar

I am up next I swear that drake is gonna put me on

I'll be in my bag

In foreign or in jet

Private flex

Too much privacy

Ima escape my native scene

Man life's a cold bitch when your stuck in the mountains

Snow capped peaks is some shit I hate to see

All this wind is blowing my patience away

I might hitch hike my booty outta dodge/

I'd walk miles just to break monotony

Left right left

Soldiering through my shoulder pain

Had a seizure put my arm in the slang

I can't sleep cuz the pain

Doc can I get another script

You got me popping codein and hydrocodone cuz the thumb

Right before I go numb

Ima ask to Nate play me out on my Yamaha keyboard

Fronto blunt fronto spliff

Cuz I'm going the distance

As the plot thickens

It gives me the dickens

Fronto blunt fronto spliff

Cuz I'm going the distance

As the plot thickens

It gives me the dickens

Fronto blunt fronto spliff

Cuz I'm going the distance

As the plot thickens

It gives me the dickens

Fronto blunt fronto spliff

Cuz I'm going the distance

As the plot thickens

It gives me the dickens