[Verse]
I’m back and fourth like my drug selection
Lonely hills I’m headed toward that direction
Same thoughts running through my head like I’m in detention
I’m all about making mistakes fuck your pension
And fuck this pin I’m in
They try and pin him in
I just a take pen and win
Scribblin all these synonyms
Finna fill them in on how I’m feeling them
Don’t wanna hear your mouth fill it with cinnamon
This world is filled with silly men
Cheesey like philly been
Feeling queeezing where’s my bin
Lately it’s been my only friend
Just feeling lonely again
Unicorn pony has no kin
No uniform for me I don’t stick to how things been
I playback memories contemplate on how things went
Food on my plate I ain’t ever seen it
Call my dick drum from how much I beat it
Ego ego ego ego ego ego, I feed it
He go he go he go he go farther deep in
Amigo amigo their ain’t much left after sweeping