8:15 In The Afternoon Lyrics

Fucking eight, no eight, eight fifteen

Eight-fifteen in the afternoon

Yo dysfunctional but I feel fantastic

Everything to simple but it feels so drastic

Swag is secreting weed is a needing

It's me, myself, and I excuse

Your self out my meeting

I reap what I sow

Pocket full of poises

Got me splitting from my soul

I enter vertigo I'm showing you the ropes

Follow me to where I go

Life's what you make it so

Let's turn it into gold, whoa

Why the fuck you living like a roach

To me, it seems you need a fucking

Life coach, hop out the Range Rover

No, I'm not sober vocab ready

When the boys want to pull me over

My relationships bitch

Have no closure

Nicotine fiends making me lose motion

Talking to myself like why so hopeless

Focus you sat down and fucking wrote

This now own it

Man I'm diving off the deep end

Splash in shallow waters

Ten steps back and three steps forwards

It's a horror how I'm living life

Split decisions got me think

More than fucking twice

My life ain't right, but it's

But it's so out of sight

My life ain't right

Bout to chuck it into rice

It ain't nice how I go

About the daily, suffering in silence

Got me feeling so crazy

Yes I'm a man but these emotions got

A plan on my grave B

Smooth like gravy bigger lips than Jay-Z

Got no mistress but want like eighty babies

Put a little trust in then they start

To play me God damn

Why you acting so shady

Hate me? Guess we got

Something in common

I hope you acknowledge that I'm

The fucking dopest and honest

I'm groping these commas

Man I'm floating like a butterfly

Floating like a butterfly and stinging yo mama

Fucking up this earth then I'm headed to Andromeda

Never out in public bitch I'm hiding like Osama

Never down for static cause it always comes with drama

And I'm spitting in ya face an alpaca no llama mother fucker

God damn that was fucking spicy, I hate Chipotle