ft. Action Bronson Sit in first cla** feeling like sh** thou Staring at the window with the mind of a skitzo Thinkin if I jump, what Ill feeling when Ill hit the ground f** that I want the crown, all fine about it What in case that everybody dead Thats why I keep the ? shading laying in the bed Have a f**ing sleep over with my weapons My Rambo nights are ? sh** I made this out of nothing Damn these ladies love me out in London ? save and graduate the onion My mind is locked and they can done ? Dog, what the f** is with your mother? She got one leg longer than the other One eye through the shutter Made the transition from weed to bu*ter Like spring to summer I hit and lance my mind All the motherf**er got his time, time, time, time I nearly lost my brain, dealing with this motherf**er pain So bad, so bad, so bad I nearly lost my mind, all the motherf**er got his time, time, time I nearly lost my brain, dealing with this motherf**er pain So bad, so bad, so bad I nearly lost my brain, dealing with this motherf**er pain So bad, so bad, so bad