Bitches thinking I'm mean muggin, I'm just dream fucking

Off this gas that I'm weed puffin

Think I mean nothing to someone who I think mean something to me, I guess I wasn't who I lived up to be, sheesh

So I cope alone, cause solitude's the only thing thats close to home

Tab of acid stuck inside the protein of my chromosomes

My ex girlfriends keep poppin up as if they google chrome

But I'm bout this cheese no provolone

Its the get back, the bars snap like kit-kats

And infact, I got no chill like a gun with no kickback

I'm in tact, with my body and soul you can't flip that

Like amateur skaters with helmets, boy you just chit-chat

She like it when I lick her kit-kat

She can't resist that

Hit it, bust a nut, and then I ask her where the kids at

Probably the room getting they wrist slat

With two bumps of coke on the dresser, i stop and then undress her

See its my pleasure just to pleasure ya

Your panty treasurer, come out at night when im in bed witcha

From rough sex scenes, to squirting in wet dreams

Woke up to getting head in the bed sheets

Its that creepy, how I'm that freaky off coronas and a martini

With a dark sweetie, she's wet as a fucking car squeegee

That makes the two of us, slid on a rubber, put it in her uterus

She rode it like a pro ain't nothing new to us

Bitches thinking I'm mean muggin, I'm just dream fucking

Off this gas that I'm weed puffin

Think I mean nothing to someone who I think mean something to me, I guess I wasn't who I lived up to be, sheesh