[Verse 1: Diesel Clockwork]

As of late, negative headspace

I ain’t got the time for a mental health day

Change of pace, now we runnin late

Recently been feeling like my voice ain’t got a say

Got over that, shed the weight from my back

You can see my jawline cast a shadow on my neck

Uhn, why am I stressed? I’m not tryna be the best

I ain’t a maid, I’m out here cleaning up the mess

Smoke to celebrate, we smokin to cope

Talk shit about me, I’ll wash that mouth with soap

Yeah, feeling like a detonator ready to blow

Pour some water on me, peep the flowers that grow

No way, tell em no way

You can’t come and take from me what I worked hard to make

No way, tell em no way

You can’t come and take from me what I worked hard to make

Working hard but they don’t seem to see my value

Story of my life, but I dont even gotta tell you

Easy to complain but its tough to own up

This time I’m gonna change, but its prolly a bluff

Pyromanic with a couple priors

Don’t throw water on a fucking grease fire

Got some property, I’m looking for a buyer

Plannin’ a getaway, visit TripAdvisor

Jig is up, so it’s time to sack up

My jersey in the rafters from gathering all these dubs

Drop 20 on they heads, then we pad the stats

Take liberties with me and your ass is grass

[Verse 2: Dacheech]

And they all so sleazy

Can’t see shade like Stevie

And I Wonder why

Rolling up that Dutch

Oh got me hella high

Oh who the hell am I

Kicking like I’m cobra Kai

Need a taste of that sweet apple pie

Don’t glorify

Imma die

Like I’m crucified

Checks now I’m verified

Blunts now I’m very fried

Don’t verify

I’m just the guy

That they go to

Call me Quentin Tarantino

My money standing tall

Yours Danny just Devito

Been chilling

I’ve been just below zero

All of my homies just riding dirty packing the strap

White boy jesus sticker selling pack out the back

Dirty money turned it clean momma patted the back

Walked in clean know I put a thousand on black

Only thing I’ve been worried about is making a bag

Getting texts from my exes that I don’t want

I’m Getting texts from my exes they be missing me

Money diamonds that I tend just to really flaunt

More sins weighing down on me

Honestly I gotta show the chain

Just to show my pain

The weight is getting heavy

Causing more than shoulder pain

Numbing me like nova cane

Oh running through my veins

Rolling double dutches

Had to take it to the face

[Verse 3: Diesel Clockwork]

Go take a shot, but you best not miss

You know What They say, beware of Greeks bearing gifts

Razor blade held tight between my fist

Imma cool your ass down with the ice on my wrist

Dirty money in the laundry that we washin

To all the feds listenin’, im just joshing

Nicotine buzz, I don’t like to do it often

I stopped by just to beat the breaks off em

Shout out Keith Harring, word to Basquiat

I wanna make an impact, not be an afterthought

Homeboy lookin sleepy, need a booster shot

Heard he got a bad bitch but she talks a lot

Quit talking, I don’t wanna hear that

Scared of ghosts? No I never fear that

Steal the drill straight from his gear bag

He a pussy, doctors can't cure that

Like a shark, tryna burst, from the mermaids purse

Looking alert, with the dominance, I choose to assert

He getting burned, stealin ankles, Imma give em the works

He throwin dirt, make sure, that he leave in a hearse

Might be a curse, in the words, that I spit in this verse

But in turn, never learned, Imma take em to church

On a search, since my birth, they been scouring the Earth

Rip off my shirt, quench your thirst, reap the flowers i earned

I’m well-versed, know my worth, have a little dessert

So absurd, heard the chirps, that some day I’d return

They got hurt, reimbursed, consider your self cured

Getting worse, they’re concerned, ask em what they prefer