Title Track

I was raised around the dealers, then I grew to be a buyer
The Lamictal got me wishful, Ayahuasca got me flying
If you're talking tawagoto, I'mma have to sayonara
I light up like a gobo just ignoring all my problems
Shout out the ones who told me, Hold up Jey, I got you
They be lovers by the mouth and Pinnochio by the nostrils
I turn water into lava, touching Lincoln's never coppers
She's bad news like obituary columns

Sometimes I miss my grippy socks
Some days I need a Xan
How long until I'm in a plot?
Some day I'll visit Nan
I'm still wishful off Lamictal
But the Prozac got me paranoid
Some how I'm feeling blissful
And at the same time I'm in a void
Look, I think I know where all problems come from
Thinking backwards, my worst habit, then the action is done
I had to leave and now I'm back where I'm from
It's Reggie's pacifist, hyperactive, & activist son
Hello

When I die, build a shrine
In the city where I learned to ride a bike
If you tell me that you love me
Then I'm thinking that I might
Give you everything you want
And then some more and that's alright
Then she told me I was everything
We both knew that she lied
So I
Got the old whip with the new plates
Gasoline in a zig zag
Got my old girl at my new place
I had to get the whitney, then I put it in a blunt
I don't always do the right thing but I'm doing what I want

(Okay, one more)
Addicted to reminiscing
Came back with a premonition
That I wasn't bad at spittin, just took me some time
They evoke your true colors, then say stay in the lines
That's when I left the upper village and went straight to the pines
They say Jey, all you do is smoke weed and write rhymes
It's better than popping xans and dreaming of suicide
I'm taking doctor's meds, but the shit ain't really healing
So I left my granny's service and went straight to the dealer
I'm gone