[Chorus]

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake

I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"

Fill my room up with the smoke (Hahaha)

So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low

[Verse 1]

I grew up when YouTube began

I looked up stuff that seemed pretend

The Illuminati and the pyramids

I've been twelve hours deep on a Google binge

I heard stories of strange men dressed in black clothes

In a black mask comin' up to people's windows

I sleep with a 5.56 always loaded

Optic rockin' the night scope

My room look like Fort Knox

My mind runnin' like a evil genius

Sometimes I scare my damn self

'Cause I'm Norman Bates with a sense of kindness

But the kind that's sick of being a sickness

Sittin' in the bottom of the shit river ditches

This ain't ice picks and hot chicks

It's Nirvana, I ain't drownin' for a dollar or cent

[Chorus]

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake

I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"

Fill my room up with the smoke

So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake

I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"

Fill my room up with the smoke

So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low

[Verse 2]

This is one of them dope tracks

That'll make people say I'm on drugs now

They'll probably say that I'm goin' crazy

Or I got possessed by the Willis House

They'll probably claim that I'm a danger to myself

For all them nights at three o'clock

Precious time rolled in a Swisher

Listenin' for a whisper for my name, it's Ryan

Sittin' Indian style, burnin' sage like I'm Cherokee

Deep eye sockets, hairline got a widow's peak

Knife in the sheath, Pocahontas in the sheets

I'll be damned if I let America "John Smith" me

[Chorus]

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake

I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"

Fill my room up with the smoke

So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake

I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"

Fill my room up with the smoke

So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low

[Verse 3]

People say I changed, yeah

I am not the same, yeah

Wanna be a leader

But don't care 'bout bein' famous

You wanna know what fame is

It's stressful and it's dangerous

I am not complainin', I'm just writin' out a story

That's important for the up and comin'

Don't bow down to bus' or money

Stay secluded, know yourself and see 'em comin'

Don't let 'em choose what you're becomin'

Be ready to die ‘cause haters huntin' for headlines and shootin' for 'em

[Chorus]

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake

I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"

Fill my room up with the smoke (With the smoke)

So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake

I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"

Fill my room up with the smoke (With the smoke)

So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low