It's 4:30 in the morning , bout to light another square/
Getting fussed at, and honestly, I probably wouldn't care/
Cause they acting like it new to me... "Shouldn't be smoking"
Me and my lungs well aware of what it do to me/
And we just fine on the matter, so dont even speak/
Cause it's shit on my brain, like my mind on my bladder/
Sometimes I would act up...or act out/ Reason being...
I can't help being different, I chose THAT route/
But it starts to get to me, passed up a life of thuggery...
Nicks of weed, and whatever my Pop's calls "bigotry"/
Little me, passed that. Moms told me not to/
Bigger me? Shit changed, but Moms had a lock fool/...
So this is me, a square smoking square/
A man on the edge till I put that square smoke in air/
Moms would be pissed, but she can't really damage me/
Plus I been a good kid, so dont trip on my sanity/
Getting fussed at, and honestly, I probably wouldn't care/
Cause they acting like it new to me... "Shouldn't be smoking"
Me and my lungs well aware of what it do to me/
And we just fine on the matter, so dont even speak/
Cause it's shit on my brain, like my mind on my bladder/
Sometimes I would act up...or act out/ Reason being...
I can't help being different, I chose THAT route/
But it starts to get to me, passed up a life of thuggery...
Nicks of weed, and whatever my Pop's calls "bigotry"/
Little me, passed that. Moms told me not to/
Bigger me? Shit changed, but Moms had a lock fool/...
So this is me, a square smoking square/
A man on the edge till I put that square smoke in air/
Moms would be pissed, but she can't really damage me/
Plus I been a good kid, so dont trip on my sanity/
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The White kids done did it for years. So who tripping?/
Tweet did it for love, made songs, but who listened?/
Camels and Cowboys advertised it/ And they be working hard as shit...
So who the FUCK can say what I get?/
Moms couldn't part with it, years after starting it/
Said it was addiction when i asked her to call it quits/
Then when she saw all of my asthma attacks/
She didnt think it was from smoke, what type of asthma is that?!/
Lady, in actuality, I blame it on you/
I started just to prove that addiction was a petty excuse/
Wes started cause it was supposed to be a substitute for weed/
But he burns herb everywhere, but around authority and me/
So dont think that he a bad influence, cause what he had me doing/
I choose that, and you a factor to/
And you can get mad, or a attitude/
Or be glad that I finally told more than half the truth/
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I'm at position now, where I couldn't give a shit/
Used to never have a stack, cause I couldn't flip a brick/
Never had a dip; Couldn't fuck? Couldn't get a chick/
On that "Fuck Life" tip, cause I couldn't get a grip/
On how she never play fair, why the fuck should Jay care?/
About mini, miny, moe, this aint a fucking day care/
This shit is Real Life, the reason I break snares/
Cause either people fight for it, or quit and take theres/
And I'm at my wit's end, but FUCK suicide/
FUCK life's altamadum's, nigga FUCK do or die/
FUCK rappers, my lack of swagger, FUCK Cooly High/
And every bitch that did me wrong, hoe FUCK you and I/
Or just FUCK all my X's, that's what you call aggressive...
Or being a "asshole" cause I cut through the lies/
That emotional shit is done, nigga happy or sad/
So I'ma puff this last cig and get back to the pad/...
Tweet did it for love, made songs, but who listened?/
Camels and Cowboys advertised it/ And they be working hard as shit...
So who the FUCK can say what I get?/
Moms couldn't part with it, years after starting it/
Said it was addiction when i asked her to call it quits/
Then when she saw all of my asthma attacks/
She didnt think it was from smoke, what type of asthma is that?!/
Lady, in actuality, I blame it on you/
I started just to prove that addiction was a petty excuse/
Wes started cause it was supposed to be a substitute for weed/
But he burns herb everywhere, but around authority and me/
So dont think that he a bad influence, cause what he had me doing/
I choose that, and you a factor to/
And you can get mad, or a attitude/
Or be glad that I finally told more than half the truth/
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I'm at position now, where I couldn't give a shit/
Used to never have a stack, cause I couldn't flip a brick/
Never had a dip; Couldn't fuck? Couldn't get a chick/
On that "Fuck Life" tip, cause I couldn't get a grip/
On how she never play fair, why the fuck should Jay care?/
About mini, miny, moe, this aint a fucking day care/
This shit is Real Life, the reason I break snares/
Cause either people fight for it, or quit and take theres/
And I'm at my wit's end, but FUCK suicide/
FUCK life's altamadum's, nigga FUCK do or die/
FUCK rappers, my lack of swagger, FUCK Cooly High/
And every bitch that did me wrong, hoe FUCK you and I/
Or just FUCK all my X's, that's what you call aggressive...
Or being a "asshole" cause I cut through the lies/
That emotional shit is done, nigga happy or sad/
So I'ma puff this last cig and get back to the pad/...
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