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