I ain't on no ops shit
I ain't come here to squash shit
Bitch I'm up in this mosh pit
With them chops sticks, and I'm popping
Got this on lock
Would of sworn that I was that locksmith
But you jockin
You look awkward
Just stop it
Cause you not shit, and I'm the Loch Ness
I'm the anti-christ, and I'm the prophet
Whiskey shots till I'm nauseous
Born fresh up to the coffin
Camp Dead Gang we be mobbing
Drug culture knowledge
School of hard knocks, that's that Heisenberg college
Scrolling that indica up in a leaf
Pouring these bottles all out in the streets
Word to my hitters you don't want this beef
See there's too many indians, not enough chiefs
Smoke so much weed that my pee's turning green
Pop me two beans, and I start sipping lean
24 hours I ain't even sleep
Norfolk to Denver I ain't even peak
I'm the black sheep, f*cking little Bo Peep
Black out for a week, then I'm back on my feet
Whiskey and tea, that I mix with Codeine
In a brand new car, spilling drink on my seat
We've been losing our damn minds
Trying to find some time
Anything we're blind
You've been hiding pain in your eyes
I've been reaching for a time, maybe we'll avoid the lies
I've been reaching for a time, maybe one day I will sleep at night
One day I can sleep at night