Hol' up, caught a phone I got what you need, huh Why you poppin pills? Why you mad at me? Huh Yes, I'm at the camp, only at the fee, huh Bitch I'm patriotic, wanted all for free Damn, damn, huh Hope I really get to see thirty Want to settle down, stop being so flirty Came up of the ground now my hands look dirty Wishing me around, talk down like I'm nerdy Steve Urkel with the chip on his shoulder I'm Sisyphus carrying the weight of this boulder Parents get older, world getting colder Tryna stay sober with all of this pressure on me Driving, my tank is on E Driving emotionally Climbing up musically All of them waiting on me Ay, poppa pop pills for the backpain Momma pop pills for the sad things Brother pop pills for the hype man Now I pop pills for anxiety Swallowed all my pride man Not a damn thing could excite me Smoking hella dope, I was crying Hiding emotions like Vikings Wish that my parents stop biting Now that their life is enticing Buying to get it in writing