Popping pills this Molly heat & They rising on they feet… take some Xans to come down… Now I’m feeling dead”
Short change that gram, it girl’s and socialites white powder in they hands, getting twisted they hella lifted they asking bout them xans
Trouble making these baby faces I’m blunted with some man
Asking me about Poetry and I wanna leave but I can’t
Body High like a thousand miles up in the sky God damn
He using words I never heard and I’m looking at my friend
He mackin deep and he’s trying to creep on that Black girl wearing Vans
They blasting Nelly & Missy Elliot like High school never ends, like High school never ends like High school never ends, like High school never ends, …. “Popping pills this Molly heat & They rising on they feet… take some Xans to come down…
Now I’m feeling dead”
UP on this roof, breaking diesel I’m feeling evil rich kids got the best views
The whole city looks so pretty I’m sorry about being rude, Everybody got wet hair cuz they just came from the pool. They kissing but I’m missing out yo homey it’s cool
Getting texts I don’t wanna get and I’m writing back like fuck you. Buzz Killer yo nothings realer I’m so fucking confused. You say that you want love but then go fuck other dudes
Treating me like you don’t need me I guess a nigga old news, so hazy real slim shady I can’t find my shoes, I can’t find my shoes, I can’t find my shoes shit…
Woodkid: ( Why don’t you delete me ?)
You don’t know what my loves about, Fucking with my head let my heart bleed out.