Greg Griffith - I'm So lyrics

Woke up one morning I was really depressed That kinda day when gettin dressed Is like the hardest f**in thing that you could ever imagine s**in hard yeah I was cold tragin So I tried to make myself feel better Called up my friend Kim and then I met her Cuz she always makes me feel just a little bit stronger And I needed advice, wonder if I was wrong for Splittin with my baby it was almost two years Which is a lot you know in dog years! But anyway, I wrote enough songs about him in our day So I'm gonna stop now and put it away in the back of my brain And tell you bout the other sh** I have to complain about that day Picked up the guitar tried to play Couldn't get past the chord A And E and C and f** it was boring All of a sudden there's a knock at the door and it was my old neighbor Who wakes me up every mornin 7:30 am Ridin her exercycle blastin Lite FM But she tells me I gotta keep it down I give up, I'm so down I hate where I be livin on Clinton Street The other day I saw a dead guy lyin under a sheet And these 14 year old pushers tryin to sell me dope And the f**in salsa music I can't even cope I used to really love livin on the Lower East Side But when I walk down the street, "Yo p**y need a ride?" Is what I hear from every mac muthaf**er givin ha**les Yo Punk I ain't a stripper, you see some ta**les? Crawlin all over the apartment are co*kroaches and moths And my ex-boyfriend says I act like David Lee Roth All these record labels calling but they don't produce the cash Yo boy shave that goatee and uh then call me back I'm working 2 different jobs and I'm always f**in broke Eatin tofu everyday and uh maybe a coke Feelin down feelin bad feelin slow like a turtle C'mon get me off the mike because I'm frontin like Urkel! Ya okay, where's ya respect for me baby?