Mediocre

Slow pace the whole chase is mediocre
Stop the press I'll buy another quarter
No need no point I see clearly sober
Pressures high, lightly when your over

I got better places I should be
Forgetful faces in the room I see
Holy Ghost just taking over me
I shoot to kill no border lines are free

I've been looking hard from afar on rover
You be up in mars cuz your high is colder
I put you on but you bend it over
Am I the stoner in the room I wonder

Slow pace the whole chase is mediocre
Stop the press and I'll buy another quarter
No need to point I see clearly sober
Pressures high, lightly when your over

I be up in boats cut the throat and float
East coast in the room we beef up and toast
Hands up if your drugged and feeling Dope
I ain't know what to do guess I fucked it up

Ha ha he he my laugh is fake
Your jokes are bad and it match your face
Hollywood I was born to play
Sunshine breeze no court today

Sip Bombay vodka or gin
Ciroc with some tunes you should bring a friend
Here when it's two we just speak again
And I'm lost when it's us and the seasons end

Lali lilu lulu lilu la
I speak my mind it make no sense at times
I sip high c and live my life just fine
You ain't one to trap me up inside