pullin up in the 74 like I'ma drop yo jaw right to the floor I got a crazy mind thats for sure but I'm trying to stimulate get that feeling in my chest like in the ocean on a crest I think we call that happiness but instead all i feel is stress it seems to be so hard to get it seems to be so hard to get why is happiness so hard to get what the fucks the reason I give a shit not thinking bout signals thinking bout some pistols cuz every second counts so I'm leaving it to impulse if I really wanted to id just get a little higher smoke til my lungs collapse on fire my legs are on fire but i am not a liar I got boogie in my blood let me take you a lil higher let me take you higher gonna need a pair of pliers oh shit I think its Michael Myers it takes a lot to be inspired I tell myself that before writing straight fire ask me what I meant how the fuck should I know I'm not a fancy name with a shitty logo I'm a grown ass man still wearing polos but maybe I'm a happy or just dont give a shit