Black Sheep Party

A slow process i used for pain adjusting

I told some niggas bout my pain, they tried to say it's nothing

You can't feel the way i feel 'cause you ain't in my skin

If you feel it's over nothing, no more being friends

I put my pain right in the sky, a blunt of gas to lift it

So confused i put in years now they say i'm gifted

I was working on my craft before i put commitment

I traded friends for eight-o-eights, somehow i know i didn't

I traded friends for eight-o-eight

I traded friends for eight-o-eight

I traded friends for eight-o-eight