Released on May 4, 2014

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[Refrain]

While my grandmother's scarf comforts me

But you look ugly

And I ain't ever trippin' 'bout the lack of company

Cause honestly I'm sittin' here alone quite comfortably

Depressed through this dimension

And I think I failed to mention

That I feel like I been runnin' outta seconds

Nobody gave a forewarning nor a preface

Followin' my dreams feel like followin' my death wish


[Verse 1]

She said she know just how that stress gets

When you hungry and you just tryna eat breakfast and nobody feel your message feel

Good enough to wake up and then fall back to sleep

It's a bad car to go get involved in like half the shit that I see

Plus I feel happier in my dreams, right

I spit that shit that give the feeling of the seaside

Hungover in Pitts

But with the flick of the wrist

Yo I can kick shit like this

I be as good as it gets

Even through all my vices

My inner being Rastafarian

Always one-hunnid three times you'll get Spartacus

What's with all you knock-offs, and self-conscious narcissists?

Said I'm an artist bitch, do this shit so artifice

In it for the hardships the nonsense of reapin' attention

Homie rolled up a blessing

We in a world with no exits

You gotta give me a second

Straighten up and get balanced

My homie flipped on a record

I beat it up ain't no challenge


[Refrain]

I smoke that weed while my grandmother's scarf comforts me

But you look ugly

And I ain't ever trippin' bout the lack of company

Cause honestly I'm sitting here alone quite comfortably

Depressed through this dimension

And I think I failed to mention

That I feel like I've been running outta seconds

Nobody gave a forewarning nor a preface

Followin' my dreams (let's go) feel like followin' my death wish


[Verse 2]

Ayo, reach and you slip a backpedal

I do my homework blazed and gets A's I'm mad mellow

I hear the sad fellows get they fix when I spit

Like that sun up in the sky you must protect or you get hit

Sometimes life is full of shit too many damn to-do lists

But yo I learned if you ain't coolin' you just being foolish

I used to think that I'ma die early, like mid-thirties

But fuck that I'ma rise early, and ride dirty

I reach the crucifix up to my lips and then I kiss it

I try to walk with God but got some holes up in my slippers

And so I keep on slippin'

Get tangled in the mischief

So in a nutshell I'm just a sinner named Christian

But still they keep me spinnin' when they drinkin' on they lonely

High rollin' like Jody, eyes open, got stolen by this music shit

And I don't think I'm coming back (what that is bro)

Everybody rockin' plaid we look like lumberjacks (straight up), ayo


[Refrain]

I smoke that weed while my grandmother's scarf comforts me

But you look ugly

And I ain't ever trippin' bout the lack of company

Cause honestly I'm sittin' here alone quite comfortably

Depressed through this dimension

And I think I failed to mention

That I feel like I've been running outta seconds

Nobody gave a forewarning nor a preface

Followin' my dreams feel like followin' my death wish


[Outro]

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Ayo, let it go

Damn, damn

Damn, yo

Damn