Had to stop smoking
Used to be I'd keep that shit coming
Had to stop drinking
Used to be I'd keep that shit coming
Out of my focus, out of my mind, I'm running
I'm running out of time
Been a bad week with these long days
Low pay, I need to Feng Shui
No way I'm going back to my old ways
Four days since I packed up the gold case
No white, no black, keep it all grey
That no Coldplay, no Soul Plane
Throw it all away then the phone rings
I'm alone it's time that I noticed
Do it if you want to, memories could haunt ya, enemies could launch ya
I ain't got for these Bums on the Ganga to sponge off my mantras, my puns and entendres
Do it if you need to
Only if you need to, all of it I see through
Pain when I breathe but I feel good, smoke like it's grief-proof, but only when I need you