Fell in love with the one thing momma said not too
Drinking wit my friends
So I guess that I'm cool
Mad Dogs to 151 booze
Can't tell if it started with dad or young Jucie
But I fell in love with that rum jucie
Room spinnin now it feels like Blues Clues
Lookin in the mirror who you
I'm you but more cool
I can do all the things you can't do
Spittin better bars
Making monsoons
Getting girls something you can't do
I'm good dog
I'm at peace fool
Yeah till you sit there
And think about all the ridicule
What about that girl that left you
I bet she thought you were some kind of muse
No she didn't
Then why'd she leave you
Shut the f*ck up
You don't know me
What do mean
I'm you and your me
F*ck it I guess
I'ma have to end it then
(Gunshots)
You can't kill a spirit
Even if you tried it
Bitch I'm inside ya
These are your thoughts
No matter how you hide it
Well I guess
I gotta go get high then
(I guess)
(I gotta go get high then)