Throwing Rocks From Glass Houses

Bitch im on the road got the cruise control cruising
Sometimes god makes people that is really only useless
Shoutout to the bands and artists that i call influence
Cookin cookin music cujo always got it brewing
Figure life a simulation now its not confusing
Used to have them shows niggas in the crowd was booing
Thankful to be here and do it wit some fuckin roofing
Any song from me is solid introducing
Cujo high as fuck sliding up on the plug
And the screen ask for nugs and he say im good to go
Need to pick up dope now i hit the fuckin road
I see all them cops whisper to myself nope drive slow
Fuckin pigs really want me locked up
Just for expandin my brain wit the pot bruh
Ima smoke a joint and get high as mothra
My consciousness experience i talk of

Niggas chasing they tail and i know that ain't ever gon stop
Throwing rocks from glass houses
Throwing rocks from glass houses