We them boys they call Foli

In the dark but we ain't feeling lonely

Cut the shit, you don't know me

I grind it up then I roll three

Different faces, Mick Foley

Think you're sick, come show me

Ahh these thoughts, they control me

Might mask up and call OV (x2)

Mask up, yeah I mask up

Eyes down when they walk past us

Mad stress so I spark one

Type of feeling make your heart stop

Sedate to deal with the imbalance

31-day meditation challenge

90 tells me work harder bro

You ain't know that you talented n shit

Maybe I would if they knew what talent is

Scoped the game, done my analysis

Count the fake out with an abacus

Only real left, I can handle this

Straight cannabis that's my medicine

All this fake shit is embarrassing

All that fake shit that's embarrassing

We them boys they call Foli

In the dark but we ain't feeling lonely

Cut the shit, you don't know me

I grind it up then I roll three

Different faces, Mick Foley

Think you're sick, come show me

Ahh these thoughts, they control me

Might mask up and call OV (x2)