All i see is ppl here and then i see them staring there
what do u expect of me im just drunk and singing
my mind is blank and the niggers bouta faint
he sits down and stairs at the stars
my mom tells me theres nuthing wrong
i feel so sad cus u say its wrong
me i dont even know whats goign on
i feel like a vacume cleaner that
has goen wrong.
I needa a bong but then i wanna
sing this song and no biches are tagging along
i smoek this bowl and i feel nice then
i take a drink and want sum ice
i see obama and he's smoking spice
then he looks at me and asks me why im here
i tell him its cus i got no where else.
he tells me to smoke a blunt
i follow his advice and take a hit
then i smoke a bowl of that shit
now i feel soso nice i just want sum
what do u think of my song or does it suck cus idk whats going on?