PunchSomething.
I’m on my dreamworld shit, yeah I’m higher than a kite
spit fire all day, and cry myself to sleep at night
cause shit aint right
got a baby on the way
and me and his mother can not figure out a way
to just get along
the powers turned on
but switches like bitches dont respond to them being turned on
so i will sing my songs
and i will waste my time
to be another dead and gone to live on in some rhyme
cause my friends gonna play me when brugada gets me
just to tell a story about how i see, the world
complicated and slated to be outdated
but since i was eight its been all ive got on my plate: to make it
so I try.
Not for me, for the whole fam
because I dont give a fuck who ive been or who I am
and I dont really care if you man up, or sit down
cause its all the same with me because i run this town
Uhm, fuck life. LA had better be a better feeling.
_Tru
