Life had me living just to pay them bills

Saving pennies tryna make some dreams 

Come true, like you wanted to, 

Pursuing stability is all I ever do.

Yet your bullshit seems

To be all over my news-

Feed my thoughts on dumb shit 

You always talk about

Now I can see a whole new moon

Tonight I'm dancing with the blues 

And the Reds outta anger from dealing with 

Cigarette daydreams and your ever constant nagging

But I won't lie though,

I'm glad you became who you are, 

bitches don't have space in this soul

That's freed from this prison bar

Imma drink and sip and smoke

Imma try and find a way to poke 

Out of this womb you boxed me in

Chasing that motherfucking day dream

Of whether are you fixable or can I fix you

If there's any issue just go flex 

And grab a tissue

Don't mean to be a grunt but if you get the cold

Then don't you ever grow old

Don't find reasons rhymes or ideas to make it make sense

Like an analog clock that's always in past tense

Get .

Clocked.