Huh huh huh huh huh where the f*ck am I
Huh huh huh huh huh huh where the f*ck am I
Stuck up In the attic that I like to call my consciousness
Blood stain on my pendent and my knuckles blue Awesomeness
Aye you motherf*cker talking shit you ain't been in my shoes
They say a curse is on my family and I think it's true
Couple years down the line his sipping getting worse
People racially motivated they tend to hide the purse
Why cuz he ain't the normal looking person
Like he like to express him self with tattoos and Fashion clothing
But his life is getting harder going down the wrong path
Grab the choppa of the counter let that shit blast
He can't take it no more nah funk that shit he can't take it no more
Huh huh huh huh huh where the f*ck am I
Huh huh huh huh huh huh where the f*ck am I