I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
I tried smoking, eyes closing, i try dozing, but my mind's going
Being disssssssscrete issss something i never tried
But pussy and patron will make you feel alright
Busting off, tryna touch the sky
But like i said i tried, i
I tried to make the drama go away,
And it begins to phase him more each day
I tried to keep it playa
So when ya see me nigga
Where i tried to say i take seven kids from columbine
I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine
I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
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