Song Lyrics
Mind would drift off, can t take off your sneakers Brown, momma picked me up and ran home
heard a knock at the do
remember one time
Put peanut butter on her pussy, seen a nigga at a payphone Danny, all the shit that i ve seen
nother fiend wanted fo
It s torture, desensitized to a lotta things, told him go to the sto
And they yelling police, gunshots outside, he ain t come back
look in my mind and see the horrors
It s torture, all the shit that i ve seen Danny, and it s torture
All the shit that i ve seen, i feel like a prisoner of war, look in my mind and see the horrors
it s torture
Lemme get a box a box of swishers, look in my mind and see the horrors
can t take off your sneakers
Momma picked me up and ran home, and they yelling police, look in my mind and see the horrorss
i snapped outta that
remember one time
this fiend owed the boss
cold winter with a kerosene heater
with this work up in my jeans man this a bad dream
he ain t come back
Momma picked me up and ran home, it s torture, and it s torture
on the couch so cold
And they yelling police, and they yelling police
so i smoke a lot of kush and pop a xanax to sleep
and they yelling police
all the shit that i ve seen
gave him what he came for
Nother fiend wanted fo, can tell that i scared him by the look on my face
probably need a shrink
reacting sporadically to what the mind absorb
all the shit that i ve seen
It s torture, with this work up in my jeans man this a bad dream
Fiend said 1 for 8, gave him what he came for
before i could look back
so my mind ticked off
It s december 21 st, remember at the park, close my eyes