tampa as in the bay - Super Sick Kidz Lyrics

I love to make music
I love to make songs
I use on occasion
I'm used to using wrong
Words troubled off my tongue
Elongated
Savor Hi-Chews til the flavor's gone
Faded, sitting cross legged
At the pylon
Overrated in only the hippest parts of towns
Ego so inflated
It almost lifts me off the ground
But I hate it
I swear I hate it
Really

Why, why, why, why, why, why
Behind
Yet so caught up
And I, I, I, I, I, I
I never have enough
And everyday is rough
The way I do shit sucks
Join me and give up

Join me and give up

Let me just type this shit right here
Okay
Sent it
Already expect offs back
Reckless
Might be lost
But what I'm lacking is a sec
And bet that this cap
That is bent like that
On my head is to let
All you know
I still hold my neck
Kinda hold a check
Barely hold my anger in
Haven't bought a tec
Haven't got a pager
But I still rep the set
And I know I'm going to make it there
I just don't want to jet

I can't see
I can't see
Infected by my own venom
All a dream
All a dream
They're coming for me, no question