(1st Verse) I'm drowning in my thoughts deeper than deeper Being a rapper since ain't got money for a Drake Feature Demons are humans not creatures I'm teaching your little niggas how life really is like a teacher I'm praying for a good life feeling like a preacher Killing all my haters like I'm some grip reaper Elon Musk on all my opps but more cheaper Sitting on my chair Tired on the shelf i'm bored , I'm hurting myself Smoking some grass blunt not good for my health Climbing the mountain of success it's difficult like I'm on a weelchair (Chorus) I want a girl like Taraji P Henson Damn on this rappers I feel Handsome Gold Diggers got over me like they want some Flexing with some Converse , like some Smith and WessonX2 (2nd Verse) Girl you not my bitch you just pretend to be I got some milfs would get over me Drowning into my thoughts like I'm in the sea Her booty is more white than some light skin nigga teeths Making thousands of monopoly racks by weaks Niggaz are jealous that's why they're think I'm weak Mumbling rappers be like "I'm mixing Lean with the Weed" !!!! (Chorus) X2