Dole Day

Lookin at the same four walls thinkin fuck this

Move like Wu-Tang, you know I bring the ruckus

Comin from the gutters, lookin like the roughest

Nobody talking to me so I'm tryna be the toughest

Waiting for the bus with my headphones banging

I'm not going nowhere, shit, I'm just hanging

Dropped out of college, thought fuck, what's the plan then

A car pulled up right there where I'm standing

It's my guy D, I know from secondary

Passenger seat, selling tree and ecstasy

Offered me a lift, I said fuck it man, why not

If you tryna burn one, we can head to my spot