Intro

[Verse 1: 3D] In the sea of trash rappers im looking like GLAD wrappers But business is always ruined cause niggas is back stabbers I know that concept is basic But the proof is in the music thats the facts you gotta face it Dosage of your own medication Know your mind's racing like a Kenyan but tell me just how it's tastin Know it's kind of bittersweet literally paper chasing Im running to the math I get it quicker than an Asian Eight or Nine hours of sleep I'm never taking And thats quite unhealthy or at least that's what they saying but Sleep is deaths cousin and with me there's no relation Me and life is steady dating earth is mine for the taking And it's hard to relax when you can hear the voice of satan Feel like the lord is real but I dont know I'm still debating Till the day there ain't no waking me homie, steady blazing Gained appreciation for the whole planet through medidation [Hook:3D] I'm livin' (x5) [Verse 2: 3D] I had a dream for two hours then I woke back up Couldn't sleep so I rolled and then I wrote mad stuff Don't understand why in my life all I know is bad luck 1 plus negative 3, it don't add up Why every day all I think about is what if? And every night I dream of jumping off cliffs Or getting beaten with bricks Until they bury me up under six feet in a ditch I dont know but man this life is a bitch I'm in a tunnel steady searching for my light with the switch I ain't laughed in so long I need a nitrous hit Never told them how I feel cause they gone think that I'm sick Then they'll lock me in a padded room and swallow the pick @3dmho go on follow the kid Roll with me pending on what your tolerance is I see the snakes in the grass, its all biters But its alright cause I'm pulling these all nighters And I suggest y'all wake up too Foreign Exchange these is songs you could break bud to (roll up)