Lee Scott: There's nothing in the room but an open window and curtains blowing On this giant spinning rock like "Where we going?" I tried to drown me sorrows but they grew gills A never ending story even though we munched the blue pills Shunning the rules I got the sk**s to pay the bills But I choose to use the money on booze Drinking with an ignorant motherf**er's intuition Some gold would really complement my sunny disposition Sitting wishing, eyes closed but i'm not kipping I can't sleep I can hear me body clock ticking Mind blown in the second wind Dreams are screwed up like urgent payment requests and binned Like this sh**'s not worthy of recycling I'm Nickelus F - 'Triflin' Sitting in the sky again, idling The finished product of my environment Trellion: Yo I remember when my mother used to sing to me Now i'm feeling like michael with the wind machine Am I awake or asleep or somewhere in-between It seems thats the only way that I can live the dream I do the same sh** in every single video I paint a perfect picture but it isn't pretty though High noon I be cruising in the whip I accidentally might be the greatest human to exist They tried to shoot me but they missed Now I'm somewhere in the river Styx canoeing with your b**h I've never seen a sunset as beautiful as this You do it for the money b**h we do it for the kids And the money and the whips and a long list of things That I really don't need but it is what it is I'm on a cliff contemplating why She be hanging on my arm like she wants to stay the night Remove the bra that's some breast taking scenery Being me thats the best way to keep it g I don't know if it's nature or nurture But I just count paper in a state of inertia