copy paste

First they laugh, then they copy, it's crazy

Crazy that JB's so chill, crazy that JB is still makin' 'em all look lazy

I need some munch but I cannot be asked to cook so I don't know how long it'll take me

I need some lunch so I guess I'll up my feelings 'cause that shit is shit I've been cravin

I feel shit deep, I need a compressor, I'm on them anti-depressants 'cause I need to address

My shit direct, instead of releasin' an album then takin' it down to rest

There's some peace in rest, rest in peace to the he she used to need to believe was me

I never looked back, I feel like I'm healin' but I still feel so uneasy

Hints of pain I cannot explain are still within me deeply

Pose for the camera, I give a big cheesy

Big up to bigger up ego, I remember that kid with the wego

I look back on those times, with tired eyes, my mind is tired