I’m fucked up in the head.
Probably because I haven’t been in that bed.
I got pulled over by the cops.
I didn’t really think a lot.
My dumbass got me and my friend in trouble.
I am always high and happy.
But when everyone else needs you.
My life turned to rubble.
I crashed my car.
Didn’t go far.
At least I moved almost a pound.
Saw all the greatest sights in town.
Walked around in glory.
Little did I know, The helicopter was adoring,
My face and his thinking were the criminals.
You really think we have pounds of meth?
Nah, I only go medicinal.
You took our shit,
I want it back,
Think I’mma quit smoking weed?
Yeah, Well fuck you, and fuck that.
No one needs me,
I’m crazy as can be,
I took a nap an hour ago forgetting I had to pee.
So now that I’m piss covered and going to court.
Why don’t I just do whatever the fuck I want?
It’s summer of course.
I got a huge fine to pay.
But I got it covered working at Fareway.
Then I’ll have my car, subs and bitches.
At least those are the top 3 things on my wishlist.
I’ll be the greatest, just gotta take it slow.
It’s the 3rd day of summer, that’s how it’ll be told.
I got searched, detained, ticketed , now I’m glad i’m not on my own.
I’ll fix all this shit I promise, and apologize.
Without you , my heads at demise.
Slowly spinning out of wack,
I got this, I’m ready to attack.
Ouch that knife hurts.
Watch as my blood spurts.
I’m laying on the floor,
looking to see who killed me as they run out the door.
My eyes roll into my head,
I think about what I did,
come back to life then roll over,
my hands wrapped around the knife.