Phuk
I treat my weed like its diamonds
I put my mind in a safe
My only clique is my lighter
I'll light myself on fire
I'll burn brighter than that mace burns your eyes
Run up in your birthday party, I'll catch you by suprise
I make a bitch a necrofeliac, want me dead or alive
She love eating while she argue, go bite down on your pride
I enjoy the veiws, she got a pod on her side
Only like a girl bipolar, her mood change like the tide
Im delicious and persuasive, boy this piper is pied
And when I walk up in the room, boy the favor is mine
Only place I see is up, its like Im taking them lines
And when I try to go to sleep, I see the world in my eyes
Right behind my eyelids is the face of God's mind
I look up in the mirror Im amazed what I find
I see a mural of the prettiest motherf*cker alive
I cried past my trials, told myself I'd be fine
I just smile