Itchin'

I been on a mission

I been working hard, and I ain't bussing in no kitchen

You can see the pain up in my eyes and what I'm missing

I feel my time close, that's why my palms steady itching

Tired of minimum wage

I'm just tryna get paid

Life been fucking with me, I feel like I'm in a maze

Just to ease the pain, I roll a backwood with a eighth

Eyes bloodshot red, see the high up in my face

So much shit up on my mind

So sick and tired of living, I be stressing all the time.