It's one of those nights that you're driving home at 2:37 AM
Coming down off some acid
And you think to yourself damn
I'm so glad I didn't end it
Obsessed Composition has rendered my heart speechless
Thousands of days, couple where I was tweaking
Peeking, searching under things that I shouldn't
And couldn't
Yet I spent steadily lookin
Cookin up songs depicting fictional violence
Composer ass nigga so now it's time for violins
Riding in a tinted sonata
B brought the weed
Swear we never caught up
Relaxin
Passin the obstacles
While I'm rollin the blunt
You need my L's?
They're located in the front
Two and P
Geese why do I focus on these things
Is it cause
In all actuality
There's abnormalities of nature
Scrapin by, living life
Gettin paper
Sounds and feelings never again allowed accessed
Love the ones who stay but I'm too aware of absence
Pain isn't distantly far in the future
They say life's a bitch and don't care if I do her
Perceptions tend to end up only being half baked
If intelligent's first, why do I feel in last place
Two Toes,
Who knows?
Spent days contemplatin'
A couple Feelin true lows
Now the love seems to be depleting
Is there a meaning
Well, Who knows
I'm not on earth
Catch me posted on Pluto
I'm
Currently
Two toes
The world
Like I'm really here
Money
Food
Relationships
A car
A house
That's it
Everything else is just what I chose what I wanna do.