Hey So, once upon a time There's this little fellow out there called Pad And he thought to himself God I think its the time to fucking heal me Spent all my time trying not to kill me My two faced ego mixed my whole emotions On shit not even relevant to motion Imaginary guns that am totin' Poppin' my imaginary enemies, I'm goin Wild enough that lions, deers and bears think I am savage Imaginary thinkin; I'm a sad bitch Take a seat under my showers I know it's annoying be biased All my whining all my grinding all for nothing Man all this shit's not behind us Skate this shit till I'll be dying Lift off my feet I'll be flying Hopping on trains man I feel I'm okay But there's just something I ain't done yet at the bay The feeling is over nine thousand Imma call a santa clause and Wish for shit I don't take the response to Throwing skittles at the bayou Listen to all of my bullshit Knock at the door I'm like who's it Lookin at trees they're not moving Scariest shit I've been lookin at Ladies at bay I'm like book it Why in the world are you doin that Too many boys I might lose it What in the world are you fooling at Cutters gonna fuck up my veins Shit I've been through done it my way Wasting my time at the cafe Flies in the edge of my coffee Swimmin' around at my latte In my latte Parasites at my damn feelings I might take my meds give me some healings, man, Shit is so hot it's like 'nam in this bitch Walking around hearing bangs in the ditch I'm not saying that I miss you but if get this sad I think I might need you