Unmixed Unmastered

(It's a loop ain't it)
Ay
Send my complete thoughts in a semblance of peace
Call up my sis for retreat, call up my nympho for sleep
Clogging my lenses with weed
Palming the Swisher receipt
Up my defense for the evening, calm down eventually
My temper flare with the season
Picture me Flair with the robe
Just watch temptations and tragedy, that's what all of us on
I'm ruffin on all of my songs, roughing my bae in the bed
A Tray and a chain and you dead
That's just that dominance dawg
I done lost a lot, empty pockets over quick thrills
I done crushed her heart and crushed a bar, it ain't a big deal
I done had to park off of the zoot, I couldn't sit still
I done seen the dark side of the moon and I got mixed feelings nigga
(aye, that's all I got so far)