Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, shit! (Shakin n bakin)
Hold this shit, sit in this fucking chair (Yea, yea)
(Aye, yea, huh)
I almost fucking fell
What happened, what happened
Hypersonic, smokin chronic, love the tonic
Come up off it, need to stop it, need to stop it
Xanny bar hittin hard, I don't need it
I won't sell it, need a profit, I fucking lost it
Happy home, live alone
Take a fucking chrome right to my dome
I don't even know what the fuck is goin on
What's happenin to me
My fucking brain is schizophrenic
And I cope with this when I reminisce
I need more of this I need more of this
Till I choke on this and that liquor spills from my lips
My lil niche
And I cope with this when I reminisce
I need more of this I need more of this
Till I choke on this and that liquor spills from my lips
My lil niche
Sobriety never cured my anxieties
Of never reachin a higher me
Sever my head to be lighter see
Distasteful irony all the [Redacted] rivalries
Only fade when we all face cases of liquor and leaves
The mixture will cease (Cease) to fix tendencies (Cease)
Of pictures of nines (Nines) aiming straight at me
I'd sail seven seas (Cease), sense six I've believed
A fifth of all water intoxicates me (Oh no)
Four, three, two, one
Like to believe my depression has lessened
Truth is I'm blue as the hue of an eye of a cocky me
Pre-adolescence, lessons are more like vessels
That ship-wreck over the mention
That I could be doing better
Whether the weather was better, doubt never ever
I tried to hoist the sails of a settler, choice of endeavor
But the ropes untie and I fall to the floor
Should've kept my ass a scout, can't tie knots anymore
I need it
And I cope with this when I reminisce
I need more of this I need more of this
Till I choke on this and that liquor spills from my lips
My lil niche
And I cope with this when I reminisce
I need more of this I need more of this
Till I choke on this and that liquor spills from my lips
My lil niche
Loco motive, bad intentions, back strokin no intervention
Obsession, undressin, dip in the pool but I'll never relapse
Relax, these ain't capsules, I ain't an asshole
I never popped one, rather unravel all of the knots
'For I show you these spots that I climb through
Heaven is my hell if I can never find you