| Chorus | |
| High time I go and give the ghost up, | |
| Look back at my life and all I see is a nerd obscured by **** and smoke. | |
| Or I can do it, but I know if I go for the most and body the high, | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| It’s part of my pipe that don’t glow. | |
| Chorus: X2 | |
| Good ****, proceeded to pack the bong, | |
| A done deed, I’m front’n like nothing’s wrong. | |
| No breaks, wake and bake in bed, | |
| A mistake, a faker’s faking death. | |
| Love ****, green flicks ?? , | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| It was a life, I told them to condone | |
| I love ****, I burn lots of paper, | |
| Lost money, instead of findin’ faith. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Love ****, what’s new with missin’ booze, | |
| No beer, seven years, and still confused. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Chorus: X4 | |
| I’m a quitter, go ahead call me names, | |
| My one-hitter, got me through college days. | |
| 00 | |
| Took my time like ?? at the VMA’s. | |
| Just a joke, livin’ with my folks, | |
| Actin’ cool, when I thought I was the ****. | |
| In the stairs, staring at the wall, | |
| Smokin’ ****, instead of makin’ calls. | |
| Got a job, but I was always high, | |
| Lost my job, man I wonder why. | |
| I’m a slob but not since ?? . | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| I caught on, premier, I cleared the carb, | |
| I smoke blunts, man I’m feelin’ starved. | |
| Came home all my friends had split, | |
| Lame zone, I guess I’ll have a hit. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Chorus: X4 | |
| Lookin’ back, gives me an asthma attack, | |
| It’s whick, whack, could’ve been makin’ stacks. | |
| Talkin’ smack, smack alack attack, | |
| Too high my friends were taken aback. | |
| 00 | |
| Every word every minute I will forget. | |
| 00 | |
| I was a bully should’ve been the nerd. | |
| I was like this even before the ****, | |
| I try to fight this with every breath I breathe. | |
| 00 | |
| A drunk dad, and brothers that hate my face. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Now I try it’s harder than it sound | |
| But I don’t hide inside the cloud I found. | |
| Chorus: X1 | |
| Advise, some of you may not need, | |
| It can be nice, ocasionally smokin’ ****. | |
| It might help keep calm the long attempts, | |
| It might help keep demons out ya head. | |
| If you sad, you think your life is *****t, | |
| It went bad like somethin’ in your fridge. | |
| Lose the bag and save your money kid, | |
| Take a break, try to resist a bit. | |
| I’m still me even without the ****, | |
| I love life, even have time to read. | |
| I have a wife, she’s the best of me, | |
| It’s alright to control your destiny. | |
| 00 | |
| I feel current, but nobody’s heard of me. | |
| That’s cool I’m just here to burn the beat | |
| Old school, nerdy eternity. | |
| I’m not done still have lots of plans, | |
| Write a book, hopefully start a fam. | |
| Buy a house, always wanted to own some land, | |
| Got it all, as long as she holds my hand. | |
| Next time you feel you need a fix, | |
| 00 | |
| Ask why, what the **** started this, | |
| No lie, love yourself and Chris. | |
| Chorus: X4 |
| Chorus | |
| High time I go and give the ghost up, | |
| Look back at my life and all I see is a nerd obscured by and smoke. | |
| Or I can do it, but I know if I go for the most and body the high, | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| It' s part of my pipe that don' t glow. | |
| Chorus: X2 | |
| Good , proceeded to pack the bong, | |
| A done deed, I' m front' n like nothing' s wrong. | |
| No breaks, wake and bake in bed, | |
| A mistake, a faker' s faking death. | |
| Love , green flicks ?? , | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| It was a life, I told them to condone | |
| I love , I burn lots of paper, | |
| Lost money, instead of findin' faith. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Love , what' s new with missin' booze, | |
| No beer, seven years, and still confused. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Chorus: X4 | |
| I' m a quitter, go ahead call me names, | |
| My onehitter, got me through college days. | |
| 00 | |
| Took my time like ?? at the VMA' s. | |
| Just a joke, livin' with my folks, | |
| Actin' cool, when I thought I was the . | |
| In the stairs, staring at the wall, | |
| Smokin' , instead of makin' calls. | |
| Got a job, but I was always high, | |
| Lost my job, man I wonder why. | |
| I' m a slob but not since ?? . | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| I caught on, premier, I cleared the carb, | |
| I smoke blunts, man I' m feelin' starved. | |
| Came home all my friends had split, | |
| Lame zone, I guess I' ll have a hit. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Chorus: X4 | |
| Lookin' back, gives me an asthma attack, | |
| It' s whick, whack, could' ve been makin' stacks. | |
| Talkin' smack, smack alack attack, | |
| Too high my friends were taken aback. | |
| 00 | |
| Every word every minute I will forget. | |
| 00 | |
| I was a bully should' ve been the nerd. | |
| I was like this even before the , | |
| I try to fight this with every breath I breathe. | |
| 00 | |
| A drunk dad, and brothers that hate my face. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Now I try it' s harder than it sound | |
| But I don' t hide inside the cloud I found. | |
| Chorus: X1 | |
| Advise, some of you may not need, | |
| It can be nice, ocasionally smokin' . | |
| It might help keep calm the long attempts, | |
| It might help keep demons out ya head. | |
| If you sad, you think your life is t, | |
| It went bad like somethin' in your fridge. | |
| Lose the bag and save your money kid, | |
| Take a break, try to resist a bit. | |
| I' m still me even without the , | |
| I love life, even have time to read. | |
| I have a wife, she' s the best of me, | |
| It' s alright to control your destiny. | |
| 00 | |
| I feel current, but nobody' s heard of me. | |
| That' s cool I' m just here to burn the beat | |
| Old school, nerdy eternity. | |
| I' m not done still have lots of plans, | |
| Write a book, hopefully start a fam. | |
| Buy a house, always wanted to own some land, | |
| Got it all, as long as she holds my hand. | |
| Next time you feel you need a fix, | |
| 00 | |
| Ask why, what the started this, | |
| No lie, love yourself and Chris. | |
| Chorus: X4 |
| Chorus | |
| High time I go and give the ghost up, | |
| Look back at my life and all I see is a nerd obscured by and smoke. | |
| Or I can do it, but I know if I go for the most and body the high, | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| It' s part of my pipe that don' t glow. | |
| Chorus: X2 | |
| Good , proceeded to pack the bong, | |
| A done deed, I' m front' n like nothing' s wrong. | |
| No breaks, wake and bake in bed, | |
| A mistake, a faker' s faking death. | |
| Love , green flicks ?? , | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| It was a life, I told them to condone | |
| I love , I burn lots of paper, | |
| Lost money, instead of findin' faith. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Love , what' s new with missin' booze, | |
| No beer, seven years, and still confused. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Chorus: X4 | |
| I' m a quitter, go ahead call me names, | |
| My onehitter, got me through college days. | |
| 00 | |
| Took my time like ?? at the VMA' s. | |
| Just a joke, livin' with my folks, | |
| Actin' cool, when I thought I was the . | |
| In the stairs, staring at the wall, | |
| Smokin' , instead of makin' calls. | |
| Got a job, but I was always high, | |
| Lost my job, man I wonder why. | |
| I' m a slob but not since ?? . | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| I caught on, premier, I cleared the carb, | |
| I smoke blunts, man I' m feelin' starved. | |
| Came home all my friends had split, | |
| Lame zone, I guess I' ll have a hit. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Chorus: X4 | |
| Lookin' back, gives me an asthma attack, | |
| It' s whick, whack, could' ve been makin' stacks. | |
| Talkin' smack, smack alack attack, | |
| Too high my friends were taken aback. | |
| 00 | |
| Every word every minute I will forget. | |
| 00 | |
| I was a bully should' ve been the nerd. | |
| I was like this even before the , | |
| I try to fight this with every breath I breathe. | |
| 00 | |
| A drunk dad, and brothers that hate my face. | |
| 00 | |
| 00 | |
| Now I try it' s harder than it sound | |
| But I don' t hide inside the cloud I found. | |
| Chorus: X1 | |
| Advise, some of you may not need, | |
| It can be nice, ocasionally smokin' . | |
| It might help keep calm the long attempts, | |
| It might help keep demons out ya head. | |
| If you sad, you think your life is t, | |
| It went bad like somethin' in your fridge. | |
| Lose the bag and save your money kid, | |
| Take a break, try to resist a bit. | |
| I' m still me even without the , | |
| I love life, even have time to read. | |
| I have a wife, she' s the best of me, | |
| It' s alright to control your destiny. | |
| 00 | |
| I feel current, but nobody' s heard of me. | |
| That' s cool I' m just here to burn the beat | |
| Old school, nerdy eternity. | |
| I' m not done still have lots of plans, | |
| Write a book, hopefully start a fam. | |
| Buy a house, always wanted to own some land, | |
| Got it all, as long as she holds my hand. | |
| Next time you feel you need a fix, | |
| 00 | |
| Ask why, what the started this, | |
| No lie, love yourself and Chris. | |
| Chorus: X4 |
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