[Verse: Zeroh]

I be, I eat

Trying to fly, hollow bones, uh

When you hustle, travel light

I got cds, dvds and socks

Gummy worms and kool aid

Pickles and kool aid

Really, anything with kool aid

(Cop them on palm ?) about looters around school age

Acting like a screw loose

Fifth grade, grey suits, green tie

Tie that chopper with my dudes

Hair no longer than 2 inches high

Or you get bruised

Now I’m grade a, ready every day

Dead inside

Hyped on Friday, new bae (on her way ?)

Weekend town to the bbc, taking flight

Little ripping dime, flirts all night

(Chicks that click shit ?)

Gets on blind niggas and skinnies on skateboards

Baby gang, 20 slang

Slater, azar, space bapes with radars

Diamond cream cake to pay off

We was awesome, uh

Then there was no shoe sage

Whole new page, red wine, no filter jays

Mushroom meditative states

Astrological signs from every culture and age

Shouting out numbers, numbers, numbers

LSD, summer steeze, 47 degrees

Fractal patterning to coincidental happenings

Rap prophecy, apathy, thoughts obsolete

Super spit, too legit for group shit

I suicide, new self, I won ish

Still trying to fuck in public on a hush

Disgusted with my lust, I

Busted on my trust, yuck

The truth is in my clutch

The youth was on my nuts

The juice was just a touch

Too viewed, I had to duck

The money sucked

I got sad, then I got mad

Then I gave my all, but now I don’t give a fuck