Still

Still inside and I'm still fucked up
Still in my room and it's dark like the club
Still consumed won't find me in the cut
Still in a mood if you see me better duck
Still looking fresher got the sweats in the trunk
Still wearing leather why you dressing like a punk
Still I'm expressive, still aggressive on the dunk
Still you depressing still obsessive when you drunk
Still inside and I'm still fucked up
Still in my room and it's dark like the club
Still sleep till noon, still moving like a slug
Still got no plug but they claim they moving drugs
Still can't decide if they thugging or in love
Still bragging fucking but they never use a glove
Still soft as dove, you can find them at a wedding
Still after something no minding where I'm heading
Still inside and I'm still fucked up
Still in my room and it's dark like the club
Still getting snubbed circle tighter than it was
Still in my shell but this Squirtle go to war
Still end in Hell, blast and curse you with the noise
Still tryna work have no interest in toys
Still on the internet hitting up the blogs
Still on my introspect, still missing my dog
Still inside and I'm still fucked up
Still in my room and it's dark like the club