imaf-ckup

ima fuck up make u ask those questions wheres this going what the fucks up its where i sit in that stack of rappers youve piled up i just wanna blast another bong toke like thats my luck kinda sucks huh they say you gotta act this way keep it shined look for a way to spice but if you look back in time it takes effort and a brain cell so i just sit back like well ive failed now but i keep coming back cuz i know when i make a sound im sainer than when i wake an bake how its cuz i can let it all out set it down release the tension youve been maken me feel now why do you have to do that why cant you chill out oh your not maken cash guess thats just a worthless sound like if i dont create it on the same strain they cast you feeling like im clutterd round i just make this shit to make me feel better now if dont try to heal with the sound of bullshit i let out im fallen bout gunna grab my bong take another toke now not gunna compair myself thats not fair now but if u look at the track so let it be on a bout some random shit i keep in the stash reserves barley ever get to that disturbed im 4d20 when it comes down to the last shit its in reverse i dont talk about random shit i make it round the mental split i get from being on it like im off on that i always sound like im maken the same shit diffrent bullshit not a matter to be looked at im never through with blazen up crap doing some random noise to blast it up an set it out looking flat just feel the smack cuz what fucking idiot wants to be part of that