Oh, that′s fucked up
That's fucked up
Yo, mate, ′av you got 20p mate?
I design my trip
In a frame of mind my, my high, my twitch
I divide my spliff
Last night I intertwined with life's bitch (Yeah)
She defines my exist
Put a cigarette and it divided her lips
She walks by, she's pissed
She caught me on the corner getting higher than a bitch
Smoke screen sucks
My mind, my high, my shit
(My high, my shit)
She caught me on the corner in a high meeting
Smoke screen disguise my spliff
Caught around the street ever keepin′ me this way (Mmm)
She likes me but she knows she can′t help me (Mmm)
