July's Interlude

Uhh, Happy July
I'm still a deadbeat I always forget to reply
Something that you said got me lost in my mind
Anyway I'm glad that you all still alive, as for me I'm mighty fine
And I blame it on the weed
I blame it on the trees
It's all I've been breathing
It's Quarterman season
Don't hate me cause I'm eating
Sometimes twice in the evening
She told me I'm a foreign she wanna drive
But she told the other nigga she wasn't bi
No I get it please excuse me when I'm high
Right hand on the wheel left on her thigh
Me and niggas can't see eye to eye
He spot her leave from where I reside
Uhh, he try to fight it, but its by design
Yea, we can't be equal dawg you & I
Slide or let it slide, you decide

When you have the world will you be satisfied
You niggas taught me grind never televise
I never judge her, she still telling lies
Get inside, I'm trying to get inside
When I'm anxious catch me getting high
Say she know me from the Henney times
I can't confirm dawg, I can't deny
Them days I'd wake up like yo where am I
Where am I
Where am I