HEADSPACE

[Verse 1]
I think u should really hang it up
It don’t really matter to me anyway
They hell bent on provin' they don’t give a fuck
I see demons when I hit the blunt
Steady doin' what the fuck I want, equilibrium
New song put a bitch in a slump
Nah real shit I see demons when I hit the blunt
I don't really care, I’ll smoke another one
Cuz' every time I see the devil ya I get a head rush
Ya every time I see the devil get a head rush
And when u hear this bitch throw ya guts up
U motherfuckers really got it so fucked up
Tough luck

[Verse 2]
Everyone I talk to is a deep fake
Every car behind me from the deep state
I don’t got time to spend I’m cheapskate
All the memories i make are a replay
Uh huh, Ya
Slangin' that dick
Biological mods
Black market
Puttin' something in your bitch
First time on the damn house
They efforts are fruitless
Think they can see me like optical illusion
Rotating elaborate object in my head
While u struggling just to live in the shadow of a pimp

[Outro]
U gonna have to pay to keep me out your mind
I can hear someone breathing on the other line
If I pull up lookin' this good my bitch be mortified
I got plays up on my mind like I’m the headspace guy