MIND ON DRUGS

And this is your mind on drugs

Your mind on drugs

Burns like the sun and hurts like a gun

Now we're on the sun

Mind on drugs

Mind on drugs

I feel it

You feel it

Ayy-ayy, ayy ayy, ayy ayy

I clock out

Light's too bright now

Cock out, strut down the runway

Now my Glock out

They say I've gone crazy

Glass on the ground and my eyes hazy

From smoking on that Fugazi, baby

Fifteen years in the game till they fade a n****, spiraling, the kids gon' wonder who inspired them, damn

I woke up

Fucked up out my head

Fucked up out my head

Runny nose, blood on all my clothes

Blood on all my clothes

Mama said, if I end up dead

If I end up dead

She would be the only one to know

Only one to know

And this is your mind on drugs

Your mind on drugs

Burns like the sun and hurts like a gun

Now wе're on the sun

Mind on drugs

Mind on drugs

I feel it

You feel it

Ay-ay, ay ay, ay ay