Spit

Lemme roll up before you’ve even asked me

I’m waiting outside

ordering a taxi

In the backseat

Pulled up to the motive

Gonna go piss I can’t find where my phone is

I call the taxi I’m not even drunk

He tells me quick brown fox yeah your shits outta look i tell him don’t get sarcy I’ve got piss on my jeans and I’ll piss on your shoes to get a message across about the shit that I mean

Spit it out

Say what you fucking mean

Spit it out

A bottle of wine down I’m stuck in the cycle

It’s already night now, I should’ve read that article

It’s kinda freeing when I think about it

It’s kinda heated when I think about this

I got first world problems while there’s kids with no meals

There’s people fighting to exist, fighting for real

Now I’m safe behind my window making it some ordeal

When some man in situations have even shed a tear so

Spit it out

Say what you fucking mean

Spit it out

Why you even ask me?

Ordering a taxi

You’re in the backseat

Pull up the motive

Dunno where my phone is

Dunno where my smoke is

Dunno where my home is

Dunno what’s your motive

Say what ya mean I don’t trust what you say

so I went to the bar cause you messed up my day

so I spent all my wage

now I’m fucked off my face

now I’m fucked off my face

now I’m fucked off my face

Spit spit

Say what you fucking mean

Spit spit

Say what you fucking mean

Spit

Say what you fucking mean

Spit spit

Say what you fucking mean