smoking a lil not a lot
and it's smoking hot
up in this car
and you call for the thot
want my thot bot come on trot
but I can't seem to punch the clock
seems the rest I need is only in my dreams
now I see what you mean
when it was me being on lazy
the hate now I see was envy
one I didn't understand
didn't know it had a place in your mind to land
until I touched your hand
now I'm fallen too
I'm following like you
if I could follow you out the cigarette line
it would be righteous too
every chemical that I light
have to fight to get it out be boo
boohoo I cry falling tears
down my fallen eye
one drop cock
2 you die
why oh why
you land on me stye