Haze the Backpacker Fair Winds

Tekst piosenki

They saying fuck me
That’s a matter of choice
That’s why im saying fuck you
With weird effects on my voice
Im probably killing it better
Than half the people who claim to
No pictures i ain’t cute
Ima play up this dang flute
Till the end
Im pitching a fit until i have it
Ive yet to understand the subject matter
Im dope too, so why the fuck am i not talked
Im coming in late like i had missed the alarm clock
Fuck people who play up that fucking steeple
Of emotion the motion is gross
It just isn’t potent
So when they say I’m impotent
I say fuck you I’m important
Ima fucking tell Satan
All this shit in a poem
By the time you hear this
Ima probably be dead
But nothing logical
Ima have a damn ring in my head
Because im married to the game
And this shits in my mentals
Ima flip my shit
Like i did it on feb 12th..