Calm & Collective

I'm chill I'm calm, Collective
But shitting On, these peasants
I'm drunk, I'm having fun
Hey cuz, Go get the gun

Last year was my downfall, lost my job
When Id hear 'em work, down the hall
I'd get emotional I couldn't keep calm
Screws came lose In my head, when I dropped some acid
I am not good, pain got my locked in
30 got me laying in my coffin when its twisted up
This is not normal, I am high as fuck
Think I sold my soul you could say I'm corrupt
(Fuck)

I'm chill I'm calm, Collective
But shitting On, these peasants
I'm drunk, I'm having fun
Hey cuz, Go get the gun

Times likes this I don't feel right with what I write
Like I could be wrong
But the thoughts go abroad
So gone
I don't know where I went wrong, no cost
Stuck in the basement, caged in
Got a blue print for this occasion
Working by my self got the Optics locked on
Ready set I'm beaming
Prowling like nothing's in my way, I'm always scheming
(And these haters always dreaming so I'm snatching those too)

I'm chill I'm calm Collective
But shitting On these peasants
I'm drunk I'm having fun
Hey cuz Go get the gun

Am I collected?
I can throw bars for day, like I'm a discus
Try an fuck with me, imma tear your meniscus
Call me Deuce Bigalow, your bitch is my mistress
When I'm in my zone, yea I'm known for the distance
My cards were dealt tough, but I shined through I glisten
I got caught up in the smoke, my vision went vivid
Had to roam around cause all my stuff went missing
But now I'm passing go

I'm chill, I'm calm, Collective
But shitting On, these peasants
I'm drunk, I'm having fun
Hey cuz, Go get the gun