One Man Band

I am sick, it's in my face expression I live in the state depression Knock it out in a single session Roll the weed then ride like Jetsons Wrecking shit, sexing shit I'm a mess, now I need a bib Visit my crib, she give the pen a rip Going outer space, get up out my face Cold war, not a race I moan when she lick the base Now her little boy going on a craze I sold him Xan that's with the lace She only want to give me face That's perfect, that's all I was gonna ask for Baby trapping out the RAV-Four I should be rapping what I'm glad for Long Live X, before he was a dad though I will keep it hundred, one man band though Might get my life took by some rando Why I will never go by the bando Pimp the bitch out by the Banco I hate it when I got to pull the rank, hoe Mix with Hi-C, drink soprano I'm the problem, I'm the man though Life over luxury, wonder when they come for me Eat the beef, the heat is overcoming me She hate me but she don't try to run from me Modern day philosopher, shitting on Socrates I don't know how to talk insecurities Puffing the blunt got me feeling so embarrassing Smoke in the blunt got me feeling like a rarity Ask, "Who was she?" Need some clarity I forgot how to show that I care She love me, it's just the cross that I bear I'm having fun, I'm at the state fair I'm a villain, bitch I got a lair Sunglass shit, I emanate a glare It's just the shit that I wear Thank god this bitch don't know me Told her not to hit, I am the homie