I wasn't perfect here but who was though
I mind my own business tripping off the dope smoke
and I really wish my bad habit go away but I still feed it
Life is much better without that I don't need it
Trust that I got myself stuck
Everything slowly goes away and I'm shit out of luck
No hope man used to be a post man
I don't have friends just a mother fucking dopeman
I hope man, as I inhale toxic chemicals
Blow it out make a room a cloud of smoke
Then it goes gone with the wind make the room clear up
Now the homie smoking weed where the beer was
Aluminum can
I better slow down because I'm losing them man
Despacio tripping off a wack beat from piano Casio
I just lost 20 bucks at the casino
It went cha ching but the machine went quiet
It didn't sing I knew I shouldn't try it
Oh well we gotta take chances
Im drinking beer in the desert getting shade from a cactus
Practice makes perfect but does not really though
That's the stupidest shit I ever heard never possible
You fail once never ever be perfect
But you can always improve put in the work bitch work bitch or you just want to be lazy
I'm just going crazy mother fuckers can't fade me