Light Blue Hearse

Waking up, light the blunt Just enough of a month Gave away all my fucks Now im chilling like a monk Humming to myself what a beautiful day Feeling like I'm Kira, Death Note on my brain Call me Soul Eater with the blood in my veins Majin Buu with the way theses snakes 'gon change Louis V noose with the way that I hang Imma be me while these sheeps act lame Fake it 'til you make it well, that don't work Go and put your heart and soul and you might blow first Yea, I'm talking right at you like Lt. Surge Rollin by windows down light blue hearse Yea, you talked first so, Imma talk my shit I'm at a loss for words nicotine on my lips Cover me in dirt when I'm off the tip Step off the edge but, I might just slip