This is a song about "My addiction to a children s cartoon"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

To feed an addiction

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

Than turn into the leader of the pack, like its a cartoon,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Feeding my #addiction, breathing without thinking of #decisions,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Self inflicted, stuck in a cycle of addiction

My talent should take me places i've never been

A addiction to feed with no #money even to eat but still manage to #keep,

What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

During the summer my addiction took a turn for tha worst