lyrics: im sittin here with a beer and that old ass cheddar couple newports and a joint fresh hat feelin better that double ear infection gettin treated as eyes get redder couple pills on my setter but i stick with the ones in the bag that were actually prescribed so i can wear a hoodie over the head like my bars. not seein stars seein ghosts instead feelin awful close to those overhead prayin for enlightenment and dodgin the lead cause the block getting heated to pink, beyond red just tryina get my bread but these murder attempts really weigh on my head make me paranoid to get up from the bed cause for some reason the racism still exist even though that shit dead bunch of zombies. brainwashed wrongings leading to double the retaliation each time after the robbings its real shit shit you cant feel shit from a dead ass city still hittin crack and the pill shit and the meth goin strong i think they got it all wrong but thats why they want me hanging so i puff on the bong fuck it tryina get sober i cant luck it cant truck it so i just keep praying that im not the stuck kid... yeah... i hate living here and sometimes i remember wanting to die it puts no passionin my eyes unlike the thought of my demise and in spite of the lies that keep me solitary singing along to no surprise that real shit shit you cant feel shit from a dead ass city still hittin crack and the pill shit and the meth goin strong i think they got it all wrong but thats why they want me hanging so i puff on the bong fuck it keep tryina get sober but its over like a rover until i decide its over someone save me from these cobras before im sleeping under a dozer fuck it.