Auto Pilot Thoughts

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See my dream girl is a freak

We stay locked up makin love for weeks

We only leave the room if we have to eat

My homies hit me up askin where I been and why I don’t speak

Speaking lyrically and ironically

My sober thoughts are fucked up

And when I’m fucked up my thoughts make too much sense…

And since Ima fuck up I might as well get fucked up

Life is even fucked up in my fantasies

So lately I’ve been praying when I’m fast asleep

Because my subconscious is worried

But consciously Im confident

I’ll take your criticism as a compliment

When niggas come beggin I act incompetent

I’ve been alone for too long but being alone makes me strong

See all my romances  turn into bromances 

or my number erased without second chances

But the pain is erased with a taste thats cranberry chased 

while cranberry givin me lap dances

But Monday morning I’m done gettin faded cuz I gotta fade it

My main focus is hittin the books 

And comin up with new looks that give me second looks

Then we exchange numbers and it starts all over again

Then Monday morning a month from then

 Is when the love ends and a new grind begins

The problem is mine because I can’t ever make up my mind 

So my mindset is keepin my mind set

On Saturdays its sunglasses at sunset

I don’t wear frames until the sun fades

I can’t even see my future without wearing shades

My past is dim, the present is alright but my future’s bright

I spark one and listen to californiacation while visualizing  the formation of my life

is how I like to spend my Sunday nights

I’m focused , fuckin zonin

Workin hard for everythin I’m ownin

I got 99 problems and I lost count after that. Damn…. I said I got 99 problems and I lost count after that

I just woke up and idk where the fuck I’m at

I mean mentally

cuz physically

I’m right where I’m meant to be

On my knees praying for God’s sympathy

That he will replenish me

So next weekend I can get fucked up again

cuz a lil nigga been feeling empty

Last time I was sinking I said I was gonna stop drinking

So don’t hand me that bottle, muthafucka don’t temp me

I think I love you but I know my feelings are temporary

I be on the move but my heart stays stationary

For somebody that’ll never love me

The only love I get is from my mother and the holy trinity

My god ,

he’s my supplier ain’t no one higher

My other supplier just made me face 5 blunts ain’t no one higher

I quckly sobered up when I was walking around fucked up and someone handed me a church flyer

I got 99 problems and I lost count after that. Damn…. I said I got 99 problems and I lost count after that

I just woke up and idk where the fuck I’m at

I mean mentally

cuz physically

I’m right where I’m meant to be

On my knees praying for God’s sympathy

That he will replenish me

So next weekend I can get fucked up again

cuz a lil nigga been feeling empty

Last time I was sinking I said I was gonna stop drinking

So don’t hand me that bottle, muthafucka don’t temp me

I think I love you but I know my feelings are temporary

I be on the move but my heart stays stationary

For somebody that’ll never love me

The only love I get is from my mother and the holy trinity

My god ,

he’s my supplier ain’t no one higher

My other supplier just made me face 5 blunts ain’t no one higher

I quckly sobered up when I was walking around fucked up and someone handed me a church flyer