hands numb, knees weak, feels like I can't fuckin breathe
not hungry, probably should eat though, my stomach been weak
ya'll know me, lyin around not awake or asleep
just lonely, zoned on my phone til the shit go...
fuck my head yo, tryna get blown, forget what I'm on
but it's too fuckin difficult to get me up out of my zone
roll out the crib and I light up a bone
cause I'm tryna smoke all of my doja alone
yeah, I know what I need - know what I want
know how to get it and get all acquaintances gone
CTA with a zone, headphones in but my eyes never close
watchin the ebb and the flow
watchin my back as I walk out the door
watchin my back til I'm back in my home
lockin it twice cause a character prone
to carry the chrome and fuck with ya boi who be gettin his own
they wanna jump cause I got what they don't
a bitchboi crawl for my ounce
smokin my product on he mama couch
heard you the kinda prick who won't even eat yo girl out
and me? I can't get enough of that skin stuff
I don't give a fuck if it's dick or cunt
just love to fuck, call it gay shit
and some grown ass men be afraid of it like bitch
used to be anxious if I wore some makeup some fake thugs might try to make shit
but really they ain't shit, livin in ancient ideals of why the should hate me
yuh, I do not blame em
been rapping about suckin dick, and still I been fuckin with girls that you can't get
livin untouchable like all this paint wet
shoutout chicago, always see a muthafucka that I know
RP to south shore, my name follow me where I go
askin about my paper, askin about my music
it's kind of amazing, I am in love with this life that I'm choosin
homeless, frozen, shakin
mayor emanuel sleepin amazin
takin that money straight from education, the fuck is you thinkin?
this is the city I'm livin in 365, not just a vacation spot
hope you get shot and robbed, die at the hands of the people you fakin
cause we can feel those changes, see that stress strain on the pavement
got cracked pipes on crack pipes, and the temps keep fluctuatin
stuck in the basement where the murder rate straight steady pacin
round the block like the popo after coke rock and affiliation
they tried to kill me for my paper
I'm just tryna live where I'm safe bruh
I'm just tryna live where I ain't stuck
get high and make stuff, fight and then hate-fuck
forget living off of my paystubs
got what ya'll need so ya'll pay us
got a new chain that yo crush absolutely loves tuggin up on when we f-
do our thang, read a bad bitches body like a mood ring
all my friends already dead like a group hang
poppin one too many pills for the pain
yeah I'm too different, two chains, been the plug like two fangs
on top, toupee, bulimic, I move weight
I rot like a bouquet and got group therapy goin the fuck up on a Tuesday
