Young Beal

Let it rain, let it snow in my cubicle
If I ever die play Medicine at my funeral
How you roll a tab
Do anything for a smile
Cus all I see are frowns
At the penthouse, came up from the ground
Hit the highway, fuck you to my town
Put the windows down, mothefucker it's June
Lot on my mind but nothing to do
So we find our best friends [?]
It's the time of our life
Hit the stage and I'm like "god damn"
Don't know who I am anymore
Not the man next door
In a parking lot
Fuck a parking spot
Cus we're posted
It's June