There’s a lot of people talking to me
I don’t hear nothin’
Pop a pill now I’m rollin’ all
I hear is the percussion
I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
I’m gone I’m gone
Driftin’ to another world
losing touch with gravity
Losing touch with everything
even my own reality
I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
I’m gone
Got my unusual pharmaceuticals
everyone is edible
Barely sensible but
I’m feeling fuckin’ incredible
Like Bruce Banner changin’
the standard of being lifted
Got another duchie twisted
the size of a fuckin’ midget
I rhyme and they fuckin wit’ it
So why would I fuckin’ quit it
So I’ll tap my blunt ashes on these
liars and fuckin’ critics
Designed to just be a menace
Let me pop a pill and witness me
defy the laws of physics
Tell Newton I really did it
No losing so let me get it
Maneuvering with the quickness
I’m the reason that my local
pharmacy is still in business
I’m the illest like I stepped
out the clinic with bad news
Now they see me as more than
just a gimmick with tattoos
They hatin’ then fuck you and
fuck it yo where’s my medicine
I think I got another doctor’s
appointment to pencil in
Almost out of Adderall
pop another Ambien
Buckled in on whatever shuttle
they try to land me in
There’s a lot of people talking to me
I don’t hear nothin’
Pop a pill now I’m rollin’ all
I hear is the percussion
I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
I’m gone I’m gone
Driftin’ to another world
losing touch with gravity
Losing touch with everything
even my own reality
I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
I’ll be poppin’ G ladies until I’m at least eighty
Unable to see straightly wherever the E takes me
I’m there poppin’ stars until I’m rollin’ insane
Even if the doctor says I’ll get a hole in my brain
I got that mental novacaine
palms sweaty it’s aight though
Molly and some acid tabs yep
That is the right dose
I’m bad news you want different
Then go to Geico
A drug induced animal posted up
with the lights low
Brim to my eyebrows
higher than the sky’s clouds
I’m Mike Vick and bitches refusing to lie down
Greater than Alexander searching for my crown
Ounces don’t do it no more I gotta buy pounds
Break it down then I roll it up quick and
I light that shit
Ain’t nobody messin’ with the flow now
betta slow down you ain’t rippin’ mics like this
You don’t live a life like this
so go and shut your lips
And pass the fuckin’ joint man
I need another hit
There’s a lot of people talking to me
I don’t hear nothin’
Pop a pill now I’m rollin’ all
I hear is the percussion
I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
I’m gone I’m gone
Driftin’ to another world
losing touch with gravity
Losing touch with everything
even my own reality
I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone
I’m gone I’m gone I’m gone