Colder than them grits they fed slaves
Me to rap is like water to raves
AK's with bayonets on deck, rep my set
Sorta like Squidward and his clarinet
I'm in ya b**** mouth, but she fantasizin'
Starin' at the skinny's, said it's so tantalizin'
Dog, I'm stratagizin', plottin' on the throne
Masta of the Ace, sittin' on chrome
Dark nights, tryna sleep, stomach on fire
Delusional from hunger, so I couldn't get tired
Imagining the equalizer goin' from green to red
Words that rhyme together just appear all in my head
And I'm sorta like Neo with the Matrix code
Tryna escape it, hopin the drugs are not my soul
Say I'm getting old, times running out
Repeatin' instrumentals, tryna figure patterns out
I never leave the house, ain't slept in 3 days
Poppin' pills, writin'. Drinkin' and smokin' haze
Weavin' kicks and snares tryna dodge these hooks
Keepin' it original, somethin' that's overlooked
The way a n*gga goin', might go out like Sam Cooke
All locked up, callin' home for money on my books
'Cause if this s*** don't work n*gga, I failed at life
Turnin' to these drugs, now these drugs turned my life
And it's the downward spiral, got me suicidal
But too scared to do it, so these pills'll be the rival
Surpassin' all my idols, took the wrong turn
But can't go back now, so let the blunt burn
Cause now it's my turn if I f*** it all up
It took a while to get here, now I depend on these drugs
I took a while to get here, now I depend on these drugs
x**
Me to rap is like water to raves
AK's with bayonets on deck, rep my set
Sorta like Squidward and his clarinet
I'm in ya b**** mouth, but she fantasizin'
Starin' at the skinny's, said it's so tantalizin'
Dog, I'm stratagizin', plottin' on the throne
Masta of the Ace, sittin' on chrome
Dark nights, tryna sleep, stomach on fire
Delusional from hunger, so I couldn't get tired
Imagining the equalizer goin' from green to red
Words that rhyme together just appear all in my head
And I'm sorta like Neo with the Matrix code
Tryna escape it, hopin the drugs are not my soul
Say I'm getting old, times running out
Repeatin' instrumentals, tryna figure patterns out
I never leave the house, ain't slept in 3 days
Poppin' pills, writin'. Drinkin' and smokin' haze
Weavin' kicks and snares tryna dodge these hooks
Keepin' it original, somethin' that's overlooked
The way a n*gga goin', might go out like Sam Cooke
All locked up, callin' home for money on my books
'Cause if this s*** don't work n*gga, I failed at life
Turnin' to these drugs, now these drugs turned my life
And it's the downward spiral, got me suicidal
But too scared to do it, so these pills'll be the rival
Surpassin' all my idols, took the wrong turn
But can't go back now, so let the blunt burn
Cause now it's my turn if I f*** it all up
It took a while to get here, now I depend on these drugs
I took a while to get here, now I depend on these drugs
x**