See my dream girl is a freak
We stay locked up makin love for weeks
We only leave the room if we have to eat
My homies hit me up askin where I been and why I don’t speak
Speaking lyrically and ironically
My sober thoughts are fucked up
And when I’m fucked up my thoughts make too much sense…
And since Ima fuck up I might as well get fucked up
Life is even fucked up in my fantasies
So lately I’ve been praying when I’m fast asleep
Because my subconscious is worried
But consciously Im confident
I’ll take your criticism as a compliment
When niggas come beggin I act incompetent
I’ve been alone for too long but being alone makes me strong
See all my romances turn into bromances
or my number erased without second chances
But the pain is erased with a taste thats cranberry chased
while cranberry givin me lap dances
But Monday morning I’m done gettin faded cuz I gotta fade it
My main focus is hittin the books
And comin up with new looks that give me second looks
Then we exchange numbers and it starts all over again
Then Monday morning a month from then
Is when the love ends and a new grind begins
The problem is mine because I can’t ever make up my mind
So my mindset is keepin my mind set
On Saturdays its sunglasses at sunset
I don’t wear frames until the sun fades
I can’t even see my future without wearing shades
My past is dim, the present is alright but my future’s bright
I spark one and listen to californiacation while visualizing the formation of my life
is how I like to spend my Sunday nights
I’m focused , fuckin zonin
Workin hard for everythin I’m ownin
Since money is the motivation I’m lookin forward to Monday mornin.
College Daze.