I take these pills to make me thin. I dye my hair, and cut my skin. I tried everything, to make them see me. But all they see, is someone that's not me.
Take a plane, take a pill. Need some sleep, feel like hell. In my suitcase that's my life. Thoughts of you cut me like a knife. . Gone, gone, gone, gone down.
Seems like I'm not here, it's like I don't mean nothing. Like glass, I'm clear almost like you can see straight through me. I've got questions, but no answers, so tired of being confused.
We kicking down the door if ever they don't listen. We don't give a f guess we on that medicine. I'm on that Marley Kush and I ain't talking canna. I'm on that crazy bush yea something like the president.