SOMETHING OR NOTHING?

[Intro]
The aroma of the blunts has me thinking beyond

[Chorus]
I need to know (Know), does this mean something? (Something)
'Cause it can't all be just for nothing
I need to know (Know), does this mean something?
'Cause it can't all be just for nothing
I need to know (I need to know), does this mean something?
'Cause it can't all be just for nothing

[Post-Chorus]
What they talkin' 'bout? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
What they talkin' 'bout? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What they talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
The aroma of the blunts has me thinking beyond

[Verse 1]
Lies, emotions, can squeeze and twist you
Like a dirty dishrag (You know that's true)
Mold you, build you up just to break you
Likе some castles of sand (Real shit)
Fallin' down, but it's hеre to deceive you (My God)
And what appears when you decide to seek truth
You never know where the road's gonna lead you
If you don't take the chance (I'll take over)

[Verse 2]
Number one nigga and that's all we really want (Yeah)
In every category but that's so much pressure, huh
What about the other slot, they call it second best (Uh-huh)
You know it's more superior to beings of the flesh
Third on the totem, ah, fuck numbers
Unless it's all zeros in a life of abundance
What can I say to you that doesn't sound redundant? (Uh-huh)
In my opinion, absolutely nothing
You can choose to love it or just say fuck it

[Chorus]
I need to know, does this mean something?
'Cause it can't all be just for nothing (You can choose to love it or just say fuck it)
I need to know, does this mean something?
'Cause it can't all be just for nothing (It can't all be just for nothing)

[Post-Chorus]
What they talkin' 'bout? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
What they talkin' 'bout? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What they talkin' 'bout?
Fuck they talkin' 'bout? (Fuck it)
Yeah, yeah

[Outro]
She's like, "I'm ninety percent sure I'm pregnant"
And I'm like, "Well, bitch, come back when you're a hundred percent sure"
Woah, is that Koreatown Oddity? (Oh shit, here comes some white people)
What up?
Yo, KTown, dude
I fuck with all your shit, man (Okay)
All that Strictly Cassette shit (Oh, word, word)
Yeah, and I, like, really connected to the last album (Uh-huh)
I used to get nosebleeds a lot when I was a kid
Oh, that's what's up