Still

Still inside and I'm still fucked up Still in my room and it's dark like the club Still consumed won't find me in the cut Still in a mood if you see me better duck Still looking fresher got the sweats in the trunk Still wearing leather why you dressing like a punk Still I'm expressive, still aggressive on the dunk Still you depressing still obsessive when you drunk Still inside and I'm still fucked up Still in my room and it's dark like the club Still sleep till noon, still moving like a slug Still got no plug but they claim they moving drugs Still can't decide if they thugging or in love Still bragging fucking but they never use a glove Still soft as dove, you can find them at a wedding Still after something no minding where I'm heading Still inside and I'm still fucked up Still in my room and it's dark like the club Still getting snubbed circle tighter than it was Still in my shell but this Squirtle go to war Still end in Hell, blast and curse you with the noise Still tryna work have no interest in toys Still on the internet hitting up the blogs Still on my introspect, still missing my dog Still inside and I'm still fucked up Still in my room and it's dark like the club