[Hook] Wrote all of my sorrows in a blunt Bought so much damn weed it last me for a month I'm the reason why your connect is dry & I'm the reason why they reup they supply I'm gone off that ganja, I'm gone see ya tomorrow Said I'm gone off that ganja, I'm gone see ya tomorrow Said go-gone off that ganja, I'm gone see ya tomorrow Said I'm gone off that ganja, I'm gone see ya tomorrow [Verse 1] I'm faded for a reason please don't bother me Blue Hawaiian in my system got me wobbly b**hes bring their friends, the ones that act obnoxiously Come in this room, don't make a sound, just smoke this & get f**ed to sleep My heart is racing but there is no finish line Every time I smoke I come up with an iller line Slit my wrist to see the color of my inner lies Bet I know more bout your b**h when I get between her thighs & this what the weed do, my mama callin' it evil But she don't know when I picked up the P-E-Ncil, I insult People who told me I would never break through Or get through the temple within my mind it was so stressful But now I got a new b**h and a whole lot of weed So I got a handful & a breastful God MC, but I can't bless you, but I can test you Up on the M-I-C come & get schooled, you're the foreign exchange student & I'm the principal This is an example of me being lyrical But you don't hear it though because your ears are typical [Hook] [Verse 2] My head is achin'.. This weed I'm breakin'.. This girl I'm datin'..? Her ex is hatin'.. His time he wastin'.. I get in her waist and Go for an itty bitty taste, told her if she cum first, it's a complete race Shawty taste just like a jolly rancher I get in that thang & then I lean, I'm her promethazine I said she sweet just like a jolly rancher I get in that thang & then I lean, I'm her promethazine She said “I love you,” I said “I love— ooh..” I can't say “I love you too,” ‘cause that's just not what me & my n***as do I may sound like a simple fool, but when you been through, what I been through None of this sh** wouldn't seem so untypical Now you know why a n***a got trust issues I trust no b**h, they only get close ‘cause I'm close to gettin' rich Money power & fame, the devil yellin' 6 True to the game, I will never ever snitch If you wanna see God then just put 5 on it Then hit this blunt & let's see if you can survive on it [Hook]