i got 99 problems and they all bitches
and all of these emotions are pourin' outta me
I bring them to the light for you
it's only right
this is the soundtrack to my life
I super paranoid like a sixth sense,
since my father died I ain’t been right since,
and I tried to piece the puzzle of the universe,
split an eighth of shrooms just so I can see the universe,
I try to think about myself as a sacrifice,
just to show the kids they ain’t the only ones up tonite,
the moon will illuminate my room and soon i’m consumed by my doom.