I'm so tired
Of being sick and tired
Nothings even going wrong
But baby nothings going right
Ugh
Roll one up
Tell me what's on ya mind
Please don't blow my high
Oh baby not tonight
Its all I need
Just to get me by
Please don't talk to me
While I'm getting high
Its all I need
Just to close my mind
Oh in due time
I know I'll be fine
But I'm so sick and tired
Of being sick and tired
Oh oh why oh why
Oh oh why oh why
Cause my god's
An over grown child
With an identity crisis
And I am his therapist
Best suited Its fair I guess
But its all too embarrassing
Tell me more about hysteria
Couldn't make it more clear for you
Its all in the pot
Never f*ck up code
Had to barricade the col de sac
Short handing niggas
Like passing the blunt
And its twenty below
I know you know better
You know I love you
I scold you when I'm fed up
I trust you when I'm scared enough
I told you because I said something