Boring sunday afternoon Wakin'up my piece of junk
Flirting with a chiks flying in the sky
They're saying it's too much hot to fly
What the hell I'm talking about now
Bet you don't ahve a clue of what I'm saying
Don't try to mock me out of sigh
I'm pretty YES I'm gettin high
I don't need you saying
(smells like shit in there)
You are just like me
(expecting some diffrence?)
See me when I talk
(oh~nu~uh) Holy~moly wasting out my mind
You expect something shaggyness and
(I)want something perfect from you
(But) better know it's not the perfect world
I am very coo~cooed out by me
Everybody's talking about us
But doesn't matter nothing's on my mind
Can you hear me see what I'm doing
God is who I am, nothing can stop me now ...yeah!