“Wasting my time, might as well stole the Rollie, burnin' big blunts
Breakin' glass, I might summon the Holy Ghost
Slowly smokin', nose is sloping dope
A thousand thoughts at once and now I'm focused
Feelin' atrocious
Feel like provoking these hoes into chokin' each other
I'm hopin' I pick the right one, because on is a buffer
The other one's fucking nuts, but I think that I might love her
I'm willing to suffer, I'm willing to give anything a try, at least once
If I like it, it'll be months before I see the fucking sun
And check the clock or ask the time”











