[Chorus] You know it's crazy when the d** hit cha You know it's crazy when the liquor hit cha You know it's crazy when the vibes hit cha You know it's crazy when life hit cha [Verse 1] It's a nice Tuesday afternoon feelin' trippy Robot chicken moments on the couch in my slippies Shoutout to them Urban Outfitter hippies Double dose of life hit my lungs very hard I work a nine to five, my aura is really gone Start off with a bag of chips And then I take a sh** Cause I'm trapped in my mind Off this trippy sh** n***a It's all smiles when my n***as try to reunite Cause deep inside I know we blazin' all night Shoutout to Jay who keep it trill for a n***a Red, White and Blue, Salute for Tommy Hilfiger Biting my nails, No I can't find the Clippers Lob to the sky, Cp3 To Blake Griffin My inner core needs to find peace Maybe I need a Netflix night with my niece (hey) [Chorus] [Verse 2] Suicide consumes my mind all the time It's hard to be happy with your soul in decline I want to pave the way for those in need Cause mama told me motherf**er you need to lead Maybe she's right, I am loner in this world Society has taken its toll, watch my MIND twirl I sit in a room and talk to my best friend He's the only one who doesn't judge me at the end I don't ever have responses from my best friend It's like he only listens, never puts his 2 cents in I stare at him all the time He probably hates the smoke I blow But f** it, you never complained to me so let's move on I got that dank that can get you high with the stars Charleston dance on the moon, charleston chew bars Maybe if I bark at the moon Ozzy Osbourne may come to save me from my doom [Chorus]