astral realm
Yea I sent her my song and she didn't (listen)
Now I'm side-stepping to my own music up in the kitchen
Shawty there got depression and she a victim
And I told her if u stay content with that you'll fail ur mission

Back back back your ass up out that fuckin door
I hope u get off work and 20 homeless men all steal your clothes
I hope u try to catch an elevator and the doors all close
So u have to take the stairs but u slip and stub your toe

She gimme top I say thank you, I'm so polite
Call my fists the electricians cause it might punch out your lights
People never make the food but they always gone ask for bites
Keep a staff like Donatello, purple headband near my eyes

Embodying what I rap now
They told me to keep my head down

I don't know at this point
Think I need a big joint
Wondering what's the point
If we die now
I don't know at this point
Think I need a big joint
Wondering what's the point
If we die now