i'm sitting here counting the days
counting the fucking days for the album
listening to every single mixtape you got out
- that's lame as fuck. i hate. i hate motherfuckers like that
- he's counting down! every motherfucking minute
- should it just be a million people saying sesh?
you're my favorite artist. goodbye
i know i can count on you
you show me love unconditional
true glue stuck never switchin' up
every time i lay it down know you gon' pick it up
ice white veins razor cold to the touch
can't explain how this world has made me numb
you swervin' off that lean
riding through them lanes
still drippin' candy paint
franchise boyz how i lean and rock
slide on the motherfuckers
higher than a motherfucker
if i said i'm happy i be lyin to you mothafuckers
would they even notice if i die up in this mothafucker?
look around - life is shit
already trying to cope as it is
on top of that my brain caught in the mist
tell me for the last time
you don't know what hopeless means
until that's all you know