I'm slippin' I'm so far from my inner peace
I've drifted out so far now, I can't reach me
My thoughts are chaotic
My chest filled with chronic
Don't question my logic
Fixed on a fantasy
I don't need you
I don't need them
'Cause I got me
I don't need you to understand me
I don't need you acting like you're my family
I don't need that job that I just quit
I don't need you telling me what I can't be
And look, I don't need to speak to nobody 'bout how I'm feeling
I don't need nothing but weed
That's how I'm dealing
I don't need my niggas listening to me vent
And they don't need to hear it, they go through their own shit
Wait, I don't need to go to nobody else's funeral
If you don't need me, then fuck it
The feeling's mutual
And I don't need these bible verses my momma's sending me
And I don't need my father asking what's gotten into me
And I don't need my ex girl to double back
Its a lot of new pussy here and I can have some fun with that
But I don't need this new pussy tryna pry
And she don't need to know what's going on in my life
I don't need to cry
And I don't need to get this shit out
Feel like I need to die
And I don't really need another route
I don't need to lie about it
Cover my face but I don't need to hide about it
And I don't need no therapy session
No spiritual blessing
I dare to be different
I'm not thoroughly desperate
I'm the only one that ever really knows when I lie
But I'll never say that I don't need God
I'm slippin' I'm so far from my inner peace
I've drifted out so far now, I can't reach me
My thoughts are chaotic
My chest filled with chronic
Don't question my logic
Fixed on a fantasy
I don't need you
I don't need them
'Cause I got me
We got one more joint
I gotta do "Sweat"
"Muscle Memory" no solos
They tryna rush me out this joint
But
Look, I'ma do these joints
I'ma do these fucking songs
So look
Let's go
You ready, Foots?