Released on June 29, 2015

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Let’s talk about bases, yeah, cuz everybody’s got one

Tell me all your problems, I’ll review them while I roll a blunt

Sippin’ on this simple chronic psychedelic uppercut Let’s erase our problems and pretend that you don’t give a fuck

I feel like I’m trapped inside a dungeon or a jail cell

Someone break me out before I break shit and go raise hell

You’d be angry too if people criticized your artwork Now that I’m asleep I can unleash my mental shit-storm

Drop your ass to the floor, make the ground shake

We can take it to the bed, make the bed break

Pass the torch like we runnin' in a relay

I just wanna see you strip down, hit replay

Take your pants off

Tangled with your brown hair

Imma sit there, watching with a deep stare

People in my mind say that we a great pair

I'm at your window looking in, put you don't know I'm there

I'm at your window, looking through your curtains

Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck

I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim

Let me in your room and we can test my luck

I'm at your window, looking through your curtains

Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck

I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim

Let me in your room and we can test my luck

Half naked, taking selfies like your hot shit

In your mind your a mother fucking bad bitch

All alone but your the instagram photo queen

Clip your weave on sipping on that jim bean

You here a noise outside, blame it on the wind

You're too busy reassuring that you're really thin

Flying solo, you just suck, fuem them innocence

But when you hear the knock, baby you should let me in

I'm at your window, looking through your curtains

Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck

I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim

Let me in your room and we can test my luck

I'm at your window, looking through your curtains

Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck

I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim

Let me in your room and we can test my luck

You put the bottle down, now you feelin too drunk

You let me in cause you're all about a strange fuck

Face down, ass up, getting weird with it

She don't even care, even though my friends did it

You a bad girl but you love a good dare

Blind-folded, tied up to the wood chair

Take a deep breath, then you say a deep prayer

I disappear like I was never ever there

I'm at your window, looking through your curtains

Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck

I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim

Let me in your room and we can test my luck

I'm at your window, looking through your curtains

Greedy looking, mother fucking mad as fuck

I'll be the bad guy, you can play the victim

Let me in your room and we can test my luck