All these thoughts in my head
 Can i go to bed, i can't go to bed now
 Try to fix it all with a smoke
 I think i'm losing hope
 I really cannot cope now
 Girls that hit me up for a three-way
 Lil' ***** i haven't slept i think 3 days
 Imma tell her yes i'll say it anyway
 Feeling kinda bored
 Just don't hit record now
 Only time i'm me is in the studio room
 Feeling better off like in a funeral too
 This lame shit put me in a bad mood,yeah
 A real bad mood, yeah a real bad mood,uh
 Say whats on my mind an imma go to hell
 Who the **** is real my god i couldn't tell
 Looking like they gold but that's the outer shell
 Try to test them all
 But they all just fail
 Drugs aren't free but they for sale
 Smoke some weed or pop a pill
 We could buy a g and i'll make that fair
 Trynna cover all my problems and i still feel scared
 Drugs aren't free but they for sale
 Smoke some weed or pop a pill
 We could buy a g and i'll make that fair
 Trynna cover all my problems and i still feel scared
 Hard times seem to take
 Taking up all of time and all my energy
 Feel like I'm sadder person after everyday
 Focus on the cake
 Yeah
 Then I can't complain yeah
 There's so much to for go
 What's the point man I don't really know
 Take another hit and I'll forget it all
 Play this in the studio
 Thoughts be bouncing off the wall
 Get my mind off all this fake shit
 Try to act like I don't feel shit
 But it really changed me not a little bit
 I would say that it really did
 I'm not the same ole little kid
 Drugs aren't free but they for sale
 Smoke some weed or pop a pill
 We could buy a g and I'll make that fair
 Try to cover all my problems and I still feel scared
 Drugs aren't free but they for sale
 Smoke some weed or pop a pill
 We could buy a g and I'll make that fair
 Try to cover all my problems and I still feel scared