Greta's full fanny pack of Percs I made a killing
My spidey senses mixed with the product interfering
The K crystals sharp it cut my nose and now I'm tearing
At warfare with myself I think I'm winning
I was troubled as a kid
Something's gotta give
Nothings changed still pop pills instead of vitamins
Everything I do just feels wrong
So tell me how to live
I keep my head down no I don't politic
I'm in the function I'm blurred out
Even if my life depended on it
Couldn't get a word out
I know my kin ain't happy with how I turned out
Cursed my cradle i was born to be a burnout
I'mma make you feel my pain girl I'm weeping
I been a bad dog i see a bitch I sink my teeth in
Murkying A 2 litre of sprite that shit is bleeding
I'm a made Man of few words don't do repeating
But seeing is believing
Greta's full fanny pack of Percs I made a killing
My spidey senses mixed with the product interfering
The K crystals sharp it cut my nose and now I'm tearing
At warfare with myself I think I'm winning