Goon's Fugue

Chillin in the backwoods smokin down some backwoods
Chilling in the backseat rolling up some more good
Got it for the low
From my homies out in Texas
Yeah I want the smoke
At my throat like a necklace

You try your best but you never succeed
So you say fuck it I'll roll up some weed
This shits so easy do it in my sleep
I stay in my lane grinding so I can eat
Backroads cruising down the backroads
Met a new girl she thinks I am an asshole
Watch my mind turn into a blackhole
Pulling everything in like a Lasso
Never forget
Where I came from
I'm not shit
Just another Texas punk
Can't remember
My last dream
I think my brain
Likes to fuck with me
Getting drunk
Till I throw up
Think I've had enough
I'm still smokin blunts
Getting stoned
Till I KO
How I do this shit
You'll never know

I try to live
How I want
I try to do
What I love
How about you
What do you do for fun
You don't have a clue
Well You're not the only one
Look at the clouds
What do you see in them
Smokin on some loud
Chillin with all my friends
Break it all down
Roll it in a stick
Baby boy the prince
This is the way I live



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Writer(s): Kenneth Hall
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