Vermillion Eyes Video (MV)

Okay i'm smoking on reefers
Got it for cheaper
Shoutout my dealer
She don't charge for the night
I need some sexual healing
Said i've been trappin' all night
Yeah she said i'm appealing (huh huh)
Life's a bitch so I kicked her out the spot
Loosing all my sleep cause i've been smoking spliffs non stop
This paper on my tongue making me hate what i've got, who I am
F*ck it man i'm up
Vermillion eyes with a black hole at the centre
I mean i'm stoned and i'm tripping
But I know you really don't care
Telling her i'd give it all up for you
I mean i'd also give it up for a g or 2
Now she's calling me a drug addict
Shit girl that works for me, still got you f*cking like a rabbit
If she say it's me or these bad habits
You can catch me in the back railing up on smack
See I used to be the middleman
Now I wish I was in never-land
I'm so f*ckin' high and I don't know if i'll ever land (what you doing next?)
Gettin' free pills from Bill Cosby
Couldn't even make it to my room shit I died in the lobby
Gettin' faded kinda like my hobby
Always kept a blade at my wrist got me feeling like i'm Oddy
I'm a nobody
These subs what I embody
I've been living up on space stations
Difficult communicating
High thoughts getting lost in translation
Probably self medicating, while contemplating
I'm conversating, uh huh
With Satan
Driving dosing off the indica
She dropped a f*ck you, called me junkie, said i'm through with ya (uh uh)
She said i'm through with ya
Baby how can I come down
When my plug comes 'round every night
It's like they want me six feet down
If I stop now
I'm scared I might
Baby how can I come down
When my plug comes 'round every night
It's like they want me six feet down
If I stop now
I'm scared I might just die
Tripping off some shit so I can meet divines
I learned a lot from tripping all the time
Yeah this world is hell
And heavens just a state of mind
You'd be amazed at what you'd find
If you open up your eyes
At the wrong time
Following long lines
Of generations told to stay inside the right lines
Yeah I need more time
Cause these white lines
Are making me wonder if i'll make it out or flatline
It really might be that time
To pick up my act, put the subs in the bag
But i'm a junkie baby how the f*ck could I do that
I'll turn my lungs to ash
And paint my vision black
Smoking crack in the hearse for one last relapse
I'd be tripping off my ass
Probably sitting with the stars you sitting under
I would always put you first
You like the lightning to my thunder
Put holes in my own life boat
Two more minutes i'll be under
When i'm drowning and i'm high is where I really find comfort