NOSTALGIC

I was down bad, real low the other night Up, thinking to myself- what the fuck is my life I just told the homies it's gone be alright But I have a bad feeling, they could tell that I lied Damn You the type of girl that I probably might like I would treat you so nice, while you ruin my life But my brain's too fried- can't find no wife Guess it's my all fault, can't do no right It was all a dream until yesterday when I woke up Prolly died a thousand times, but I still live la vida loca Told this girl about some tea, and now she call me Arizona But- now she boutta leave cause I don't own any diplomas I'm- rolling thru my twenties, wish that I could do it sober But I can't Wish I would've tried to be more humble But I ain't Way too good at being anti-social and deranged So I'm pouring out this liquor and I flip another page Way too used to getting burned Toss, turnin' on my furniture Wasn't my concern Until I learned about her curvature She was buildin' narratives While I'm tryna build character Now I'm all embarrassed and I'm putting up these barriers Wow Said I'm puttin' up these barriers No wonder how I'm boxed in Now I'm dizzy riding carousels Life is just a ferris wheel I'm going through these circles Barely grippin' on this steering wheel Still I'm tryna Steer clear of all hysteria Here's a dose of hvn Hope you feel it thru yo stereo All I know is Kansas I can't rep no other areas This shit is so nostalgic Hope they play it at my burial I was down bad, real low the other night Up, thinking to myself- what the fuck is my life I just told the homies it's gone be alright But I have a bad feeling, they could tell that I lied Damn You the type of girl that I probably might like I would treat you so nice, while you ruin my life But my brain's too fried- can't find no wife Guess it's my all fault, can't do no right