[Verse 1]
Yes im sentence spittin mostly to get b**hes
That and handin cents to morphine induced n***as
Ruthless youth, I'mma force feed these kook n***as
Astute as few students who looted those those brute n***as
Smart as f** but im stupid as cute b**hes
This rooms hot and awfully diluted with cubical thinkers
Brink of losin my soul to foolish yet beautiful women and views that be lookin oh so super expensive
Endless questions, can't even close to comprehend sh**
Irrelevant talks with dudes who want solely to cop benz whips
Inferior animal habits though understandable standards
Life in backlands, wife and hands of cute tanned kids
Stifled by the fact that im a grown a** man sh**
I remember back when I throwin temper tantrums
[Verse 2]
Ponder often i wonder is god pleased with me
Does he exist as he is in the text, needless be
Second guessin its existential crisis number 84
The more enlightened more ive been puzzled bout what i lay before
Should i be righteous or enticed by the likes of ladies in stingy outfits, shoutin aye n***a u finna pay me more
Everyday's a daze, moreso than the day before
f** it
[Outro]
Alright, that's it