What is there to say, yeah (what is there to say, yeah)
Why they all so fake, yeah
They hate to see me paid, yeah
But why they always hate, yeah (why they always hate, yeah)
Girl, I'ma do the race, yeah
Running from the pain, yeah
But there ain't no escape, yeah I'm sippin' purple rain, yeah
I'm tryna hide my feels behind the pills where I lay, yeah
But there ain't no escape, yeah There ain't no escape, yeah
There ain't no escape, yeah I'm smokin' through the pain, yeah
I'm smokin' through the rules, God, I hate this school
When my pockets azule, girl, I'ma act the fool
Cause we been movin' fast, I'm in love with thrax
Let's go take a trip, ain't no need for bags
I be off the shrooms, I know they gon' last
But they won't change the mood
10 big bags what are they gon' do?
I think she might be my last
Let's go to the roof, I don't care about the money
Girl, I just don't wanna be used
I look deep into the mirror, up the chop' and then I shoot