Same shit
New day
Nothing different any way
Where the PMA
Stuck in my neutral delay
Coughing my sums
Tar to my lungs
Living my time
Waiting to decay
Rather meet you halfway
Thoughts you won't convey
Cause iknow who you are
Dumb hoe
Rather leave me to my display
Making beats
Doing drugs
Than be looking for a wife
But I still be spotting and spitting at the f*cking dimes
In the end
Catch me dipping out often times
Coming from the one misfit that's always f*cking blind