with out the herb my mind's disturb
with out the herb my mind's disturb
with out the herb my mind's disturb
rain over me like tears crows over me
as I hear people believe anything
I'm not forgetting me I'm no number
seven who knows hell or heaven
still breathing everyones updates
only making me think what's real...
if I were caught on my phone I'm dead
if I were caught on my phone I'm dead
if I were caught on my phone I'm dead
if I were caught on my phone I'm dead