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Waking up every morning looking My self in the mirror
Tryna figure out whats in store for today to make it clearer
My own life i can to what the hell that i want
No one here can tell me what the fuck i should do to this song
Problem with My sleeping
Problem with My eating
Tryna solve em
Just to get My life diagnosed with Even more problems.
Stop bringing me papers of my life full of hatred
Instead Bring me papers of My lifes fucking greatness
Are you seeing me?
My mental state of mind is fucked up, it is Killing me
Thinking of them times where My mind were still alive
Thinking about them Times when i still were alive
Gonna get high tonight
Dealing out hits tonight
I'm gonna get high like a kite
Just to see if i can make everything alright
Try to catch up, wanna catch up
Crossing roads and come on ketchup
gonna let ya in, then imma stretch ya
yeah, i smoke my own stuff yeah
it's the homegrown stuff
i dont care if they dont like it, fuck their handcuffs
Check this, imma wreck this
Fucking table of My check list
Fucked up mind shit with some fucked up dust mist
The society got me stressed out
Thats the reason of me being messed up
Some smoke sesh now