some missed calls

Talking up just to talk backwards, actor
I remember when the enemies were not a factor
Gotta move different cause some outbursts of my temper
I might be an asshole but the truth's what matters, splatter

All my deep down thoughts get scattered
On my new Reebok plant matter, in a coned out raw
Smoke the spliff than make this song

Holding in smoke face blue man group
Loud way too loud man it smell like poop
Enough about me tell me more about you
Did your friend text back did you link that dude

Do you treat him like a main or a strong number 2
You aboutta break with the weight on you
Did you put the faith in him but he always fell through
Lately I just hope that I'm not that dude
"You ain't really do nothing bad" says you

I been getting pew pew'd every other song
Drop *boom* drop bombs and support is gonna cease I guess
Profit increase so do ever bodies needs I guess
Vampires when I bleed I guess
When I fuck off, now you fuck me I guess
Smoke my weed then kiss your teeth whats next
Sorry friend, could we make amends
This the second call, but I'mma call again
I'm on a variety of shit, it's only 2pm
Bottles, conscious, and a spliff
All beside me in the whip

Sorry friend, could we make amends
This the second call, but I'mma call again, call again

I want december, there wasn't as many plans
That I felt bad for missing to really see what I can
Do with these hands, do with this brain
And the subject matter inside
You leave I'm working I'm eager something I could never hide
Something I could never hide

I get too deep in it
Mind overdrive my thoughts overwrite as fear overrides my shit
Coarse cough got me fucked with the blood spit, yuck

Sorry friend, could we make amends
This the second call, but I'mma call again
I'm on a variety of shit, it's only 2pm
Bottles, conscious, and a spliff
All beside me in the whip

Sorry friend, could we make amends
This the second call, but I'mma call again
I'm on a variety of shit, it's only 2pm
Bottles, conscious, and a spliff
All beside me in the whip