Roach

Tell me why I look to the sky when I think of you
Tell me why I feel the way I do when it comes to you
Tell me why everything I think is lame they think is cool
Tell me why I'd rather write rhymes than enroll in school
Tell me why all you lame niggas on my dick
Tellin' me just how you feel
But I cannot give a shit
Don't give me no compliments
Don't give to me no damn gifts
Please
I don't need anything
But my spliff
And that is it

Fuck nigga

I just hit the weed
And regret saying it's all I need
I need agua to drink
And I need some comida to eat
I don't eat no meat
I eat leaves straight off the giving tree
I'm in and out your life don't blink
So if you want me girls, don't wink
Dirty vans still on my feet
Peasantry acts from a king
They mad at me
Cause I made 5th dimension my reality
And they can't get it get it out of me
My conciiiousness is drownin' me
Dead ones look down,they proud of me
As I just make the sounds I see



Credits
Writer(s): Nuka Prix
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