(Off the)
Psilocybin, I been hiding in the opium den
Suicidal but this high'll carry me to the end
Until the time that I decide there ain't no need to pretend
And then it's
Click-click, Boom
Brains on the tile
In a while, body found
By one of my friends
Ground hog day
No escaping hell
Say good morning to my demons
See they know me really well
Oh well
Oh well
Guess it's
Back to the crack addicts
Throw some cash at em
Puff-puff, then I spazz at 'em
Flowing fast as a
Fully automatic in a school shoota' jacket
No bragging
I'm spitting facts and
Fact is
Y'all don't want smoke
Like a asthmatic
Have at it
If you wanna go scrap
I'll take a stab at it
Fast as a
Jack rabbit
With a real bad coke habit
It's magic
Drink some gasoline
Light a couple matches
What a graphic scene
Such a tragedy
As a catholic priest
Boutta burry me to rest in piece
Best believe
I rise from the ashes
Get to slashing
Thought I did the drugs (Drugs)
But the drugs did me dirty (Dirty)
Now I'm having doubts (Doubts)
That I'll make it till thirty
Flow so dope
When I write, it's like
I sit back
As the opium pipe ignite
You get close
But it ain't as nice
I blow smoke, y'all choke
Ain't even holding it right
Right
Back up in my lane
I use the cane cuz then I'm able, to
Use fatal strikes and kill the dragon
In the fable, I've imagined
Having
Amazing visions ketamine has given
Living in a dream world
F*cking on ya dream girl
So disgusting
Just another dirty Russian
In a track suit
Importing bitches by the dozen
It ain't nothing
Well it's something
Keep the engine running
While I meet up with my cousin
Grab the cash and then I hug em
Love the money, heart jumping
Feel my phone start buzzing
It's the plug
Got a package with my name on 'em
Love the drugs, but
They make feel the reaper coming
Thought I did the drugs (Drugs)
But the drugs did me dirty (Dirty)
Now I'm having doubts (Doubts)
That I'll make it till thirty