I've been sleeping way too long under the stars I really think my brain just cut through cut off I just wanna make it home before the rain starts I just wanna make it home before the rain start Got problems I'ma solve 'em Thinking 'bout doin' it tomorrow Thinking 'bout what-chu might call it Stressin' 'bout how I'm gon' solve it Talking 'bout how you a boss bitch Yellin' bout how I done lost it Fuck I don't feel good And you don't feel good either Lost in my sauce And no it ain't the good reefer You crossed and you lost You tossed in a moss We often hit balls Carry out the coffins You know we lost I've been sleeping way too long under the stars I really think my brain just cut through cut off I just wanna make it home before the rain starts I just wanna make it home before the rain start I've been sleeping way too long under the stars I really think my brain just cut through cut off I just wanna make it home before the rain starts I just wanna make it...