LOUIS

And he just wants to write but sometimes he forgets how
Hes got too many thoughts that he needs to let out
Was lost but hes here now and still not found
And he won't stay still, he just walks on clouds
And he's still ill like a chronic disease
Gave her two of these the shes down on her knees
And shes walking round buzzing off a few amphetamines
I should talk about living outside of hes means?
And he'll stay inside smoke a cigarette for lunch
No seatbelt and he's still pulling stunts
Hes the runt of the litter, hes a real smart cunt
And all that big talk your giving off is just a funny
Said the last two years have been like a recovery
The two before that man he dont remember much
Sometimes i look in the mirror see another me
And i can understand if you find me hard to trust
Just let me rest my head stay in my bed
I'll come out when it all blows over
For now i need to be alone and smoke my bong
Blow away all the chips on my shoulder

(*Dave Chapelle skit Sample*)
Let me tell you something man
I already had about 5 labels call me today
50 labels call me total, ok
And there's only six
Because i spit hot fire