H.B.B.S.P Video (MV)

I sip pot, till my eyes pop, topping off jazz cabbage
On second thought, it's too bad I just crumbled my next spot
Yo, when's this vomiting gonna stop, so I can saddle up and get this show on
Shhh, pipe down, I can't hear the voices when I speak
I believe the floors pinched my watch last week, right on the dot, as I was indecisive
About menu items
I was puzzled like a non-responsive NPC
Whispers heard, that's absurd sir, blue buds cozy me up, pushing sleep
Wish I could self-inject dopamine, with a needless syringe
My happiness is basic, like the belief of sin
It's all the same bullshit, but with no rehearsal visits
It's all the same actors, but I believe the plot is missing
Colorless green ideas sleep furiously
I sip pot, till my eyes pop, topping off jazz cabbage
I huff beer before sipping pot, filtering the smoke through empty rocks
I huff beer with every ounce of breath, my baby lung is concealed within a brown Paperless tin and I use a lag device to track my coordinates
My thoughts deceive, the paranoia's infatuated, plucking petals so she couldn't leave
This iris is trapped inside a capsule, like beauty and the beast, until the night she
Decides to dance with me
A blissful lust that lies awake in my dreams
I huff beer with no sense of grief, remaining still inside my head
Bursting bubbles in my bladder, locked in art bucket suite
I huff beer before sipping pot, filtering the smoke through empty rocks
I huff beer with every ounce of breath, my baby lung is concealed within a brown Paperless tin, and I use that device to track my coordinates