ROSWELL

Bitch I'm still rollin' in that fuckin' Honda Civic like it's stolen
And I don't fuck with no fuck boys in my circle
Bitch you are dead to me
Bitch you a memory
You can't feel my misery
If I'm the goat, you are the sheep
Enter my circle when you are the hopeless
I know this that I am the prophecy floating my way up the creek
Where were you at when I wasn't nothin'
Actin' like you the topic of discussion now
I know you ain't shit, got me fucked up
It ain't enough whether I'm steadily smokin' or mentally coping