I just get lost in the moment i feel like i’m floatin i dont know where home is just hope that i find it with all of this mileage the sights seen on pilot been flyin for so long i dont what grounded just know i need groundin some time to let go on my own till i found it see i dont why i feel like i’m not wanted

Just know i dont like it i’m sick and its haunting

Me demons been dancing around me like party scenes

Off in the hallows with backwoods keep ashin these

Blunts on my jimmys that mitten thing khakis

This bucket hat soul like the wanderer matching

Just go with the flow i be doing the most

Lost in the background i wanna be host

Smokin a big ol blunt watchin chappelle show

Think i might make me my wifey my damn soul

I got a life to live she ain’t no damsel

Ain’t fot no father i guess i’ma bastard

Thanksgiving day its just me and our laughter

I brought the blunts for occasion to pass em

You see the smoke in the hall when i’m passin

I juss want light me a blunt wit my woadies and

Talk about the good days and bump dat lil acid rap

Then put my momma in houses wit cars to dash

Bank acounts stashes thats buried like way out back

Dogs run the house and the yard they protectin that

Guns all around hidden places like where they at

I used to bum me my funds from my ally cat

Prolly smoke too much but life a drag pullin back

Find me in oaks with a stash stuffed in socks to pass