Silly S.A.M.S.

In the ring alone with an indigo boxer
150$ on me falling on my ass ya
All the punches burning everything in sight
I'mma light up like the sun on night sky
Purple fill the bong I got amethyst eyes ya
I got diamonds on and the wax all around us
Golden pick a bone dig up a graveyard
Ego in the hole I been killing all my demons
Angels got my back I been floating through the ceiling
Been going mad oh what a feeling
Tabs on my tongue oh how I need it
Psycho to my mind crazy like I'm nero

In shadows cast by moonlit skies,
Through smoky haze, a siren cries,
Everything is blurry when it's do or die
A twisted, sent so high

I was in foreign lands with a jerry can getting lit off the golden sands
When I went and dig dug with a pick pan
Got my wrist up to the drip band
I got vivid dreams
I got trippy answer
Imma do my lil dance
I might do it backwards
With silly Sam's ain't no missing what I'm after blast your ass with a dose of laughter



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Dehart
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