pop star

In this coffin, getting too hard to breathe

You can't stop me, no I'm gaining my speed

Marvin like a Martian, the way I'm high off this weed

Yop a bean, seeing things, see that you're not meant for me

It wasn't meant to be, and no, you're not good for me

I hate all my thoughts, I'm a drown em in the Hennessy

Bad news in my horoscope, her love been running low

She's so predictable, but she just want my money, whoa

Rockstar life, everyday end getting wasted

Popstar life, winning slots all night in Vegas

You can pay the price, really playing with my patience

Losing my mind, nauseous, got me boxed