fungal shroom trip
man this eighth it was jip
wasnt tryna smoke no skimp
might just have to skimp his life
we cyph to reach the afterlife
but sometimes its not fast enough
what do i do
i take the goo
and mix it with the adderall
my generation has to numb itself
think about it dickhead
while i go and i numb myself
you da feds
maybe I’m just paranoid
you aint no fucking match
never catch the blunt pass
iconoclastic burning churches
spittin acid for verses
it
conjure from my chest like magic
thought you had it
man thats tragic
all my life ive been a problem
get hooked and cop some shit
behind self imposed bars
off the bars
smoking lunch money
nose runny
ketamine
concrete caught my crimson
saw through all the lies
just to catch his smile