Zoned Out lyrics

[Verse 1]
Surrounded by these digits, all these f*cking basic b*tches
Try to crowd around up in my space, my drugs replacing riches
Television witness, now they’re getting entertainment
My constituents ain’t missing so I hate to hear complaining
No one getting pardoned, all you f*ckers disregarded
Boutta' bust up out the prison, getting framed for smaller charges
Taking twenty, maybe life in just a day of selling skunk
While the opposition got permission, well that f*cking stung
Cutting up powder, I never encounter
A product of loud when my product is louder
Loading up bullets, they’re lacking the trust
A couple of years in the back of the bus
The person I wanna be and one I gotta be
Two different people, I’m mixing the prophecy
All of my secretive demons, they follow me
Pounding my skull open, want a lobotomy
Rapping, avoid all the work
That I’d do later but I make it first
I don’t hear sh*t when they throw that shade
No I ain’t boutta' die when they load that blank
Hurting myself till' the moment I drop
Curdle my blood when I’m hoping to stop
I don’t like you and you don’t like me
But I’ve done way more than you at nineteen
[Chorus]
Can’t hear a thing, all the smoke’s so loud
Tripping out in outer space now I’m feeling zoned out
Later I’ll return to earth when states of consciousness revert
Can’t hear a thing, all the smoke’s so loud
Tripping out in outer space now I’m feeling zoned out
Later I’ll return to earth when states of consciousness revert

[Verse 2]
Under all the weather but my role as an aggressor
I’m the god and token of the west, they know my name as Zephyr
I don’t like the faking sh*t so we don’t ever ride together
Cause you ain’t that true about it, you succ*mbing to the pressure
I’m a loner, you’re a poser but I’m sensing the oppression
Running out of f*cking victims and ya' saw me there, I’m guessing
Kick me while I’m down, you say I’m but an easy target
Got a problem with addiction so I tend to be bombarded
They say they gonna make that bread
When I make my bread, I’ll remain content
But I don’t move back when I take a step
Lemme' go on top in a straight ascent
We say we’re boutta change up rap
Wanna sold out show, where’s the paper at?
Wanna move up soon like space and tab
When I say I’m the best, I’ve been claiming that
Hanging barely, I’m sedentary
Game cat and mouse like Tom & Jerry
I speak for people like an emissary
Still chosen first, ain’t the secondary
Buckle the belt but I’ve broken the clasp
The fame and the money is outta my grasp
Do I feel better when I’m writing raps?
Or do I feel better when I go relapse?
[Chorus]
Can’t hear a thing, all the smoke’s so loud
Tripping out in outer space now I’m feeling zoned out
Later I’ll return to earth when states of consciousness revert
Can’t hear a thing, all the smoke’s so loud
Tripping out in outer space now I’m feeling zoned out
Later I’ll return to earth when states of consciousness revert