S.C.F.D.D.S

[Intro: Sir Matthew] It keeps me grinding for a better day [Verse 1: Sir Matthew] Really I'm vexed out, really I'm stressed out Really I'm in need of a blessing, maybe all I need is a weapon Really I don't need any reverend or psychiatrist We all got problems bitch, it's part of life Paradise is a mental thing I'm losing my brain tryna find mines So is she So are you So is he So are we So we are Getting drunk, doing drugs, try to live life like a superstar Rich kids with a million friends But we all know that they fakers Know my best buds ain't in it for the paper But I keep the best buds in my Raw papers [Hook: Sir Matthew, CUPIDO, Odie The Poet] Getting high when I'm feeling low It keeps me grinding for a better day That's why we smoking on that Supercalifragilisticdefinatelythedopestshit Dopest shit, dopest shit, dopest shit, dopest shit Supercalifragilisticdefinatelythedopestshit Dopest shit, dopest shit, dopest shit, dopest shit [Verse 2: CUPIDO] We're broken people all we do is break people It's fucked up but everything remains equal Stay puffin on amnesia, we've all got our own reasons Going through our own seasons Rain clouds keep our grass greener, green grass means that I'm leaning And I'm fine for the night I'm just waiting for the countdown, soon as I come down I'm gon way way way back back back, oh my God Maybe I can't sleep, maybe I miss the feeling Maybe I miss the dreaming, maybe I don't wanna feel shit Either way we keep the spliff lit [Outro: Odie The Poet] Getting high when I'm feeling low Keeps me grinding for a better day