Y'all bitches is frozen in time
Sour and Salty like Tila Tequila
I don't fuck with sports cus' I don't play no games
Still known for an offensive line
Spittin' my shit like I'm Daffy Duck
I stay Sylvester Stallonley
Hey cutie pie you can suffer and suck a dick
Pepe Le Pew please get off me
You can censor but you can't outlaw me

Old dogs stuck in they ways
Reminiscing about back in the days
Coins up on the counter
Always on a downer
Now I'm making all these waves
I went through pain for this
Staves on my brain for this
I took the lane of the tamer one
End of the road was some light
Felt like this time maybe I did something right
Maybe I did something right

In the end it was all just pretend
Sippin' Fosters with imaginary friends
We would rock out every single weekend
I crashed into the earth
I took it all for granite
Thomas Church put me into the sand man
Yeah I'm sure you wouldn't understand that
Maybe if you hung around
I'm so done with crowds
Just lay me in my shroud

I hear regret in their voices
Move with a soul full of poison
I still hear things bump in the night
Concrete wings still I want to fly
Broken spirits among the glass
Cutting my ties with the shards of my past
Roll up and pass make me feel lifted
My words and my presence show that I’m gifted
Never moved on still worship a vision
Darkest of thoughts still got me prisoned
These shackles heavy weighing me down
Still break a smile when cameras are round
Pose for pic it’s making sick Life is a trip I’m falling to earth
I wanna dip I wanna quit I think this is it
Can’t gauge what I’m worth

In the end it was all just pretend
Sippin' Fosters with imaginary friends
We would rock out every single weekend
I crashed into the earth
I took it all for granite
Thomas Church put me into the sand man
Yeah I'm sure you wouldn't understand that
Maybe if you hung around
I'm so done with crowds
Just lay me in my shroud