I fold my clothes up into stacks And then I put them on the racks I can’t get off the crack My teeth r covered in plaque And my dentist ain’t got the knack Take me back * 2 I’m probably being tracked Money is what I lack All I’ve got is my tracks Take me back * 2 I hop on the train My body in lbs of pain My shirt covered in stains Thinkin everyone’s to blame All I wanted was fame But my mind just wasn’t working the same I couldn’t recall my name I finally make it through the airport Just tryna stay out of trouble So I don’t end up back in court This time I ain’t lettin anyone burst my bubble