Overdosin’

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, right
Hot, damn, it sounds so rugged
No glitz, no glam, just that low budget
It sounds so bugged, my own fam don't want it
"Print, there's no drums, man I can't flow on it"
No worries, my man, I'm bout to go for it
Soon as you said, "No thanks!", I had a song for it
I see my fans sleeping, I see MC's snoring
So nine out of ten, I'm taking weird over boring
Records ain't selling, all the stores closing
Can't make a living 'less you on that road touring
Fans are singing that the underground ain't worth exploring
Cats that used to bring the heat now they all dormant
We don't drop enough, they want it more often
It's too watered down, they want it more potent
It ain't strong enough, they want more dosage
They want it uncut, I'll leave 'em overdosin'

[Verse 2]
Uh-hah
I don't want it all, just a small portion
Something cool with a view and a small office
It ain't like I'ma really be there all that often
Prolly in Colorado chasing broads snowboarding
Or out in Salt Lake balling like John Stockton
Record shopping, breaking bread with some cool Mormons
I wanna look back and laugh at my old struggles
Things I used to trip about don't even seem important
So 'til he get his, it's gon' be hard to stop him
Even though he know it's "more money, more problems"
But for him, it's really "more money, more options"
Cause at least he can escape 'em all by going shopping
But we don't drop enough, they want it more often
It's too watered down, they want it more potent
It ain't strong enough, they want more dosage
They want it uncut, I'll leave 'em overdosin'