You have 
Dopin on the road 
Im coping with the thoughts 
You know that all my blinds closed 
You know I never leave home
Did you ever think that 
I would ever make that 
No one ever knew me 
Now they all on me 
Sittin on my profits, applause is a promise
Young scumbag never thought about college
No, Im not clean, bitch, no, Im not nice
Just cuz you making music too dont mean we alright