Blunts to my lung
Till i can't feel none
Smoke covering my face
Bhost flow with grace
I'm laying down
Minds going fast
No way to pause it
It's too late Im stressing
It's too late Im stressing
Every place i go
Is fill full of feeling
Make me wanna go back
Throat issqueezing
Feel like i lost myself
When i'm thinking 'bout it
I swear the road going down
No one to talk to
But myself
Anyways it always been like that
Doesn't really bother
***** im used to
Just roll me another
Cuz i ain't got no clue
Like wtf i'm doing
I just keep on smoking
Without knowing
Without knowing