By @ed1jetson

Waking up on couches, seems like everyday

I'm a hippie, student, rapper, starving artist to stay

No I don't have a job, or a 401k

Living pleasures of tomorrow in the comfort of today

Maaannn, fuck this internship

They dont fucking pay me shit

Getting networked is the plan

Classy bastards, racist bitch

Eating bullshit out my hand

Take advantage of these dicks

Corporate downfall come to them

Man im fuckin villainous

Andddd...

New yorks batman doesn't live

This is chaos, ledger lives

See im ashin on your kids

Just the green, I quit the cigs

We makin money off cops, your daughters and sons

They're all robbers, souls hollow, the deadliest ones

Bitch models weighing less than a fucking hash pipe

But they hit that crack pipe, bloody noses, slim dikes

But once I graduate

Im bound to levitate

Selling thoughts for money, mullah thoughts, im set on getting paid

Getting off of getting weight, wait im getting off being straight

No homo...

Its kind of ironic that a church will make you turn quick

Taking in the prostitute, and now this ho takes no dick

And just like my jeans

She gotten less looser

We're paralleled in thought

Seeing life more vivid

Hahah listen brah im..

Chillen in class wit a spine full of acid, id rather show up then be caught skippin classes

Graduation throw up, not bulimic just our hats see, my girl wanna fuck but my dick so flacid

So what my goals elevated

And I guess my mind went with it?

But listen bitch I ain't lost shit

And I still roll a perfect blunt

DICK...

Just a young mulatto throwing money on the lotto

Smoking in the ivy leagues for my futures survival

Know my mind is my ticket out the SHIT I was raised in

At times need a break, gettin stupid, stay blazin