Hey! Happy festivus everyone!. I promise you ain't never really freak out until. You be out at freak hours and see each and. Every freak out from free couch to free couch. We go deep and we don't get no sleep. Cause we be up all night until the early light. Man these niggas ain't serious. Do you know what type of women I've been dealing with?. I used to pop blues with my lil' bitch. I call her boo cuz her real one I will forget. I use a uber to scoop me to sls. What you expect a little groupie to see my crib?. Oh no these niggas ain't serious. Do you know what type of bitches I've been dealing with?. Try to tell me adderall make her get a rush. Used to use it to study until she fell in love. Told me that lil buzz just make her think a lot. Told her "nah you lying cuz you don't eat enough". Nah nah nah. These women ain't serious. She sprinkled a little something up in her lip. Start sipping and now she sweating her lips clenched. Kind of dizzy her friends tell her to get a grip. I'm trying to get me a real woman to take out. But for now they're wild. They rather get it in. Girls on drugs. Girls on drugs. Girls on drugs. Pills and subs when them beers ain't enough. They still need love. In her purse where her hand go. She disperse by the handful. Coco make her go up. Nothing popping pop a zan when she laying low. Bars to break so many bars to break. She at the grammy's turnt none of the stars is fake. She like "oh my God I'm on the moon and shit". And my particular moon like a platoon and shit. You know the niggas I be dealing with. Politicians and niggas living it on the rip. And my position to give this shit to little kids. Is not official unless I'm giving them authentic. We're all living with small demons. We're all sinning it's all similar. Broads with us and they bong hitting. Let me tell you about the bitches I've been chilling with. The really insecure ones look good as shit. Nothing fill the void of a little pill. A little shot she ain't shy when the shit spill. And it's hard to feel alive when you're feeling dead inside. Beside that the lime light be so real. Let me tell you about the bitches that I kick it with. Told me nobody love her and so she cut her wrist. Not enough for the hospital but cut it close. That's why she want to get high because she's feeling low. Told me pour me a vodka pill and little smoke. So I could numb her insides and we will never know