Trainwreck

These days I’m out of my head

I think that’s good more than bad

Feel like the world’s in the palm of my hand

oh yeah yeah

These days I grab gasoline

Then pour it all on my sounds

Just shaved my head it looks clean

its all part, of my plan

If I’m hanging on by a thread

Good luck is still in my jeans

I rip the threads at the seams

It’s all part, of my plan

Rarely are things what they seem

I clip the birds by the wings

Rip pages out magazines

Passing time, like the sand

The world is on fire

My moneys multiplying

They rolling dollar bills up

And order coke, diet

It spin just like a tire

And everybody’s tired

Hit high notes like Mariah

You need it we supply it

Sometimes life is overwhelming

Breathing’s all I know how to do

So I’m blowing off the steam

And i’m using stress to push me up

I guess I got my head right

I tried, I tried about a thousand times

And now i’m getting funds up

And I pockets all my worries to the side

I’m high as a plane

I rolled my weight up in gold

I’m in here calm as a bitch

But you reach for my plate, you’ll get smoked

You ain’t heard karma’s a bitch

And when they let us in this bitch

Then we gone take everything out

We gone air all of it out