Pass me a paper OCB Repeating the process OCD OMG PTSD Fill my lungs with THC FBF NO TBT Thoughts just hold a gun to me Bank is lacking currency U don’t really wanna war with me You don’t really wanna war with I Shit day, work ting, home now get high Get in, get lit, can’t work out why? Go out, get fucked, slow down, no luck Like look, wise up, why don’t you try? I used feel my best but now it feel like life’s a lie I used to try for time but never won I guess I balled it A thousand eyes saw my disguise inside I’m kinda awkward formulating plans, not gonna stop until I chalk it All that they said, inside of my head I have stored it You cannot judge the path that I took until you walk it Invision myself reaching the top I hawk it once my eyes are open realise that I stalled it Cos I’ve been walking for way too long I’m exhausted Living rent free inside of my mind like it’s haunted Like LSD all That im seeing is disorted Probably from the drink or the line I snorted