"I! Gits! Weary!"
Should i give up privacy so i can pay my rent?
Should i take a policy out on my tax sponsored dissent?
Should i grow some more green before i take another hit?
'cause i gits weary on the regular!
Should I speak up about the sh*t i'm dealing with?
It's like no matter what I try, I can't shake this feeling, yeah
Is it my spirit crying, or is it the psilocybin?
'cause I can feel it on the regular!
If to build and destroy is to be divine
Then all I really want is peace of mind