Barefoot Gen - St. Jose Intro Lyrics

Conversationless
I'm growing impatient bitch
Is it cause I'm fixated on a thick way to make me quit
Waiting for the day to end?
No labor when the rolling paper lights up
High enough to forget I got a riot here to bust
With my mouth wired bleeding shut
Listening
Not dissing fiends
Trying my best to be what my mother thinks of me
Sit, think bittersweet thoughts
Sink, hitting lower than the rocks
Rolling over to what I bought and it ain't fill shit in me
Physically feeling like I ain't got a meal in me
It ain't stopping me from dropping seeds
See if you become what I used to wanna be