Hidin

Even after I cried out my eyes, I'm still feeling like I ain't move up out my mood, and my blunt couldn't lift me

I just got fired and honestly I'm not that surprised

I fuck up every little thing, it was just a matter of time

Peep though my boss right, caught me red handed feeding my neck

A plate of pasta with some organic banana bread

And all day I've seen him pacing very stressed and out of breath

The store kept getting calls from some customers upset

I should've chose another time to sneak a plate in

I work here so much, the least you can do is feed me

Pretend like you do need me, wait this shit is temporary I don't care

I don't give a fuck if you mad, glad, or needing something

Just doing this to get some money, now you telling jokes all of a sudden I'm not your buddy, nothings funny