Trippin'

So I Did dirt with a motive Dig first Put a hole in it Shit hurts when you rolling with all the punches I Missed worked cuz it's corporate Flipped birds to the normal shit Put kids in an orphanage From a Mormon bitch Now God hates me Who's got 80 (Yee!) Keys of cocaine All of the locks changing (Yeah!) So who from BC to AD Could f*ck with me? AD to HD (Yeah yeah yeah) These voices keep me company They all crazy as shit though 'F*ck I need a bitch for I get fucked by the system Entirely This shit isn't a kid's show First Lady's a nympho Disagree And I'mma think you're feeding lies to me Remand was a project of my darker days Took a couple drugs Balanced clear With darker shades I'm an artist So I paint the choices That I've made Rolled around with lead before I think that I could fill a page I started trippin' In eleventh grade (eleventh grade) Acting out The therapist said it was Just a phase (just a phase) But I'm still crazy All my friends say I should act my age Why you mad Don't you know the world is what we make (Yeah) Ooooh ooh It's what we make (Yeah) This beat is stuck in my head I take it out on your bitch Who wears cutoffs These clichés So rich at times I think I'm better off dead I made a deal with a devil A pissing contest Tell me why her dick's a bigger size Fucked around on my ex So why she giving me neck But I ain't tripping though Cuz I thought the head was fine We playing games like it's Chess You horse around at the best My Queen bad Glad I mated you ahead of time I'm Not used to All the Different Shit that I Been on I guess maybe I'm crazy For real I started trippin In eleventh grade (eleventh grade) Acting out The therapist said it was Just a phase (just a phase) But I'm still crazy All my friends say I should act my age Why you mad Don't you know the world is what we make (Yeah) Mmm mmm (Q!) It's what we've made