This is a song about "Lark on my"

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

Cos we can't know to lark so we can't be judging

Hangin' pictures on my wall

These joints here not found at the mall

Turnin on my tv my favorite show was on

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Close my eyes and turn my headphones on,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Gotta take my dreams on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

I live in a zoo

Take my anger out on you

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Me and you just need to talk a bit

I'm on my figure 8 shit