Im not another stoner nigga
Just a nigga that get stoned into a coma
Blowin yoda til the stars gone
Tryna expand my mind and bust a hole inside my bar code
But I dont get respect like rodney dangerfield and dark hoes
Spark those joints and lend your ears all unto me
From 313 that life created a story for you and me
Uniquely the ones who hate become ya loved ones for income
And then some, im pressing they buttons like I got ten thumbs
Tendons pullin cause im holding on rollin on
Help me find the screws to my open skull, my brain is dry
Losing inspiration from my daily life
Even the sweetest kisses from my girl no longer keep me live
Im asking why
Is our purpose just to live and die
Or live and learn and teach the ones thats comin up
To keep the young from fuckin up
Ask my nigga what is up he tellin me what keeps him down
His liquor brown keepin him on focus scopin thru the town
The youth is so misunderustood we gotta build wats tearing down
Thats like obama after bush,old niggas starin down
Lookin for a lick my applications was denied
And this letter say we evicted by september 29th
So im puffin on a black like a straw in a drink
Cuz I ran out of weed, need something to help me think
My inspiration is making it and gettin off the block
Writing my lyrics over sirens and gun shots, eastside
East Warren to be exact, abandoned houses crowded bus stops and the traps
Every day same shit, tryna leave the map
Niggas at the store buying up loosies fuck packs
Nigga I can stop a rap and talk shit if I wanna
Blaze a blunt up, bitch Im stressing
Not recording cause of boredom
This my life and I just live it spend all day gettin it
Bills come quicker than the miracles
Niggas go broke they get crazy or go spiritual
And I already been before, both