Lyrics:

Pull up to the party got a blunt lit
talking bout weed? Imma taste it
2 bad bitches on my damn stick
shoot me in the face, that's a damn stitch.

Pull up to the party got a blunt lit
talking bout weed? Imma taste it
2 bad bitches on my damn stick
shoot me in the face, that's a damn stitch!

[heavy breathing]

Lay down in ma tomb I cant die
with a blunt like this.
Falling down in the well turning time
with a blunt like this.
2x

Pain in my fucking skull,
voices talking make me numb,
all this shits so fucking dull,
smoking till im going dumb-

-shit out your mouth,
metal spits, take your soul,
if you are not careful
watch where you fucking go

roll another j,
I cant think anyway.
All the shit that's in my head
its all just me and you and you and me.

I don't get it can you tell me where to go?
Think I'm slow
and my eyes, keep em fucking low.
I don't get it, I don't know.

I don't get it, why you running?
Thought that we were done with it.
Now im speeding through the city
and I'm keeping lead in it.

Time is running out,
I don't think that i am ready.
Take my money and my pride
and a shovel, get to digging - 

cuz everytime my brain thought
I am kinda like god,
kinda like a lord, like a man, like a saviour,
things just get apparent, i am nothing but a graveborn.
An undead soul wandering this space ball.

Think I wanna stay but I still run away.
White ash on the road indicating my trail,
I fail to see the signs
underneath my eyes,
wanna rise but unconsciously planing my demise - but I rise still

See me going up to heaven.
All i really wanted on this motherfucking planet,
was drained and damaged,
I can't manage,
fucking mental,
I'm a fucking savage

Lay down in ma tomb I cant die
with a blunt like this.
Falling down in the well turning time
with a blunt like this.
2x

Prod. me

pa!nw!th!n

experimental beats made by a human being.

insta: momims.ck
discord: momimsick

pa!nw!th!n

s!ck