Rox30 (feat. JakProgresso)

Manic depressive Fuckin cracked out Get dabbed out And pass out Under the black clouds I'm a sad clown Bad thoughts are mad loud Try to drown the voices I can't swim; I'm assed out Christmas time No gifts because I'm doctor shopping Visuals blinding visions Almost out of Oxycontin Broke door; no hinges No floor; dope binges I grow feet And you grow inches Broken water hose My fuckin flow's different Ice and snow sniffin Wake up feelin Dead Almost out of room My living room My basement and my shed Lines until my face is getting red Nod out Like patients in their beds So basically; I'm dead Yo, I like this kid though Fuckin' out of his mind Yo Lance It's time to do drugs And lock your doors I stalk celebrities When I'm not on tour Me and my girl We in love, we robbin stores I'm Crack; I'm Robert Ford I'm geeked out right now But I'm not a dork We vampires; killa Buffy I'm a druggy This the Psychedelic buggy I'm the modern Ted Bundy I'm a crash test dummy I'm stretched like Gumby I kill a rapper than Dougie Stoner, I'm burnt toast Coming out the bathroom Of my first show Lookin like I turned ghost I'm where the worms go My other half's a Virgo F*ck sippin' Merlot I want a Harambe fur coat It's about to get uglier Than Biz Markk Hi kids that drink Barnies I heart Cid and the Cid hearts me I heart Cid and the Cid hearts me