Goddamn High

Shit shit how'd this happen Shit, ugh shit Shit I'm so-I'm so fucked Mom please don't kill me F*ck I'm fucked I'm so fucked up Yo, I was at Black's apartment And I was chilling Sipping lean and shit And I was smoking a big blunt You know a big fat one Gets you fucked out of your mind I was feeling good Till I came home Mom don't kill me Yo, my mom looked me in the eye She said oh boy You're so goddamn high No mom, It's probably dust or maybe eye flu 'Cause I don't know why I look high to you How do I tell you what I roll is medicine No side effects so It's better than Penicillin You're a hardcore theist, Lord Shiva smoked weed There you go, you cannot call it a sin Mom It helps me eat food that is not made by you I love your cooking we should open up a drive through Can we talk about that or do you wanna beat my ass? Or maybe I'd explain more reasons I smoke grass, well Right before I go to class It's like a disaster hit A nuclear blast coming I see aliens in my college From inside my mattress F*ck I'd do about that So I wake & bake, turn up the bass Now I'm smart & I'm headed to the head of the place Got ideas, how to expose the fraud I think they commit I'm filing a case, set it to blaze Yo, my mom looked me in the eye She said oh boy You're so goddamn high No mom, It's probably dust or maybe eye flu 'Cause I don't know why I look high to you What can I do about the feeling Of feeling like a disgrace to the family Actually it adds up to list of pain givers And I need pain killers So I roll like 10 one-gram swishers Light them I want smoke Another fucking toke, after toke Till I cough & I choke I want more & more This world full of hoes, who play and f*ck around Broke Poppy's heart so I need a joint to start the day If it's a bad one I need more Maybe 2-3-4-5-10, I don't know I don't know what to say I'm out of words, can't explain Should I be proud of myself or should I be ashamed? Should I set up all the trophies on the shelf? or Should I burn all of the frames with my name If these are really just phases why don't they end Why do I chase love when It gets me insane I don't know, I'm bad at games Taking names, chasing fame Don't even know how to deal with the pain I pour everyday thinking I'll just let it pass Until this motherfucker knocks my door again Yo, I looked at mom in the eye And I told her mom I'm goddamn high Yo, my mom looked me in the eye She said oh boy You're so goddamn high No mom, It's probably dust or maybe eye flu 'Cause I don't know why I look high to you