Talk2Myself

And she can't do it like me

I been stressed out, take a hit up off the weed

I been driving like it's Mario Kart, I don't got no Wii

I been dropping all this music, and they still don't fuck with me

Yeah I make all this shit for me I still talk to myself

Bro I fucking hate my therapist they didn't even help

Every day I'm affected by the damn mixed emotions

Put my brain in some silence, yeah this weed is so potent

And I'm feeling so lost, I never quiet felt important

I wanna cut my voice out when I don't have formant

I cook em like a foreman, and she wanna do a four man

And fuck it, it's a four girl

And he said this shit boring, said fuck it bro it's for the girls

He think he could get crossed like me but watch when he fucking hurls

Bae I'm up in based world, yeah I'm up in based world

Glitter girl with glitter shoes, bae I'm up in glitter world

I found you in quitter world, I found me in winning ave

Look around the damn world, we could lose everything we have

But you and me we big up, and you know we sip fast

My vision expanding, and you know that that shit's vast