I'm a creature of habit
Lifes a garden and I've been smoking the cabbage
Close my eyes and be anything I imagine
When I open them I still aint shit
I need to get a grip
Everything uncertain and im positive of this
I know that I've been slipping and I prolly oughtta quit
But I aint got no interest or the time to try and make the right decisions
Pray for me in hopes that ima make it while I wait for death impatiently
Stay faithfully to everything I claim to be
Mind is always racing and it tends to get away from me
Spoke to god and all he taught was right from wrong and make believe
I told him im not worthy
He said nobody is and that I really shouldn't worry
Never hurry on your journey
Stop and smell the roses
Butts were made for f*cking
Dope was made for smoking
I hate the way I take these f*cking drugs to fake emotion
So ill be at my highest when you see me at my lowest
Out of focus I don't know where im goin
If I don't slow down ima die any moment
I'm a creature of habit
Lifes a garden and I've been smoking the cabbage
Close my eyes and be anything I imagine
When I open them I still aint shhh