After your hoes leave the jets' hangout
Grow your beard out, just weird out
Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist
And its funny your were acting so weird
Just for me being weird in the past/
Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
Call me weird coz i'm different to you
Uh, i'm tryna learn something new
Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest
They thought i was happy, bubbly and weird
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
He's a mucky piece of weird ass lucky he's still living
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