ODE TO A WEEDMAN

ODE TO A WEEDMAN

I don't know what to do with myself I don't Know I don't care I need Help It's not real It's not fair I don't know I don't care I feel The tension in the air It's pulling up my hair I fear Pressure's gonna tear I feel like shit I think I'm Crazy I think a lot My demons be calling me out Calling me things that I know I'm not Last night I swallowed my fears it pushed me to tears I needed a shot I ain't care what you had told me Tried to pretend I forgot I forgot It's getting hot Light up the pot I brought a ounce We rollin loud Gotta have somethin shit We bout to hot box the house And don't let it out **** what they talking about sleepin on me, what do you mean You get a spot on the couch And we good Knockin on wood I'm from the dirt I used to be broke I'm out of the hood Knockin on wood We from the dirt I used to be broke I'm out of the hood We good Knockin on wood We good Don't know how did the do it I'm just Tryna see through it I be braindead nigga Don't know how but I blew it In this digital age We are passively slaves Personality made on my instagram page Put my soul in a cage Put my mind in a haze Put my thoughts in a rage Got some stress on my face Got so much on my plate Wasted all of my days Gave me minimum wage

ODE TO A WEEDMAN

Clarence James · 1732809600000

I don't know what to do with myself I don't Know I don't care I need Help It's not real It's not fair I don't know I don't care I feel The tension in the air It's pulling up my hair I fear Pressure's gonna tear I feel like shit I think I'm Crazy I think a lot My demons be calling me out Calling me things that I know I'm not Last night I swallowed my fears it pushed me to tears I needed a shot I ain't care what you had told me Tried to pretend I forgot I forgot It's getting hot Light up the pot I brought a ounce We rollin loud Gotta have somethin shit We bout to hot box the house And don't let it out **** what they talking about sleepin on me, what do you mean You get a spot on the couch And we good Knockin on wood I'm from the dirt I used to be broke I'm out of the hood Knockin on wood We from the dirt I used to be broke I'm out of the hood We good Knockin on wood We good Don't know how did the do it I'm just Tryna see through it I be braindead nigga Don't know how but I blew it In this digital age We are passively slaves Personality made on my instagram page Put my soul in a cage Put my mind in a haze Put my thoughts in a rage Got some stress on my face Got so much on my plate Wasted all of my days Gave me minimum wage

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