Child's Play

Warming up the bar stools. Don't say shit, I ain't in a jokey mood.

Carpal tunnel in my wrist from them jerky moves. I roar savage through this poet like Edgar Allen.

I was on Jimmy Fallon with a coke habit. Chasing that white rabbit.

Cabbage in my lungs make me feel more strong.

Motherfucker, this my life, this ain't just rap songs. Is it just me talking shit about the shit alone? Every time I write,

I'm tryna right my wrong. It's a miracle that easy to hear.

Smack walking staggering, all the shots are ever clear. A alcoholic throwing up in a bowl, shit.

I feel normal when I'm nauseous, so let me talk my shit.

Got me high powered and I'm off that switch.

Mind a new club, surrounded by haters, so it's hard to feel love. All the drugs in my system got a nigga missing.

I was tripping, I was tripping, just wanted someone to listen and don't wanna help.

So I got high, smoke top shelf, don't need no help