Some Days

(album: Parachute - 2019)

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake
I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"
Fill my room up with the smoke (Hahaha)
So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low

I grew up on YouTube again
I looked up stuff that seemed pretend
The Illuminati and the pyramids
I've been twelve hours deep on a Google binge
I heard stories of strange men dressed in black clothes
In a black mask coming up to people's windows
I sleep with a 5.56 always loaded
Optic rocking the night scope
My room look like Fort Knox
My mind running like a evil genius
Sometimes I scare my damn self
'Cause I'm Norman Bates with a sense of kindness
But the kind that's sick of being a sickness
Sitting in the bottom of the shit river ditches
This ain't ice picks and hot chicks
It's Nirvana, I ain't drowning for a dollar or cent

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake
I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"
Fill my room up with the smoke
So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low
Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake
I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"
Fill my room up with the smoke
So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low

This is one of them dope tracks
That'll make people say I'm on drugs now
They'll prolly say that I'm going crazy
Or I got possessed by the Willis House
They'll probably claim that I'm a danger to myself
For all them nights at three o'clock
Precious time rolled in a Swisher
Listening for a whisper for my name, it's Ryan
Sitting Indian style, burning sage like I'm Cherokee
Deep eye sockets, hairline got a widow's peak
Knife in the sheath, Pocahontas in the sheets
I'll be damned if I let America "John Smith" me

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake
I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"
Fill my room up with the smoke
So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low
Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake
I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"
Fill my room up with the smoke
So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low

People say I changed, yeah
I am not the same, yeah
Wanna be a leader
But don't care 'bout being famous
You wanna know what fame is
It's stressful and it's dangerous
I am not complaining, I'm just writing out a story
That's important for the up and coming
Don't bow down to business money
Stay secluded, know yourself and see 'em coming
Don't let 'em choose what you're becoming
Be ready to die 'cause haters hunting for headlines and shooting for 'em

Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake
I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"
Fill my room up with the smoke (With the smoke)
So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low
Some days I don't wanna wake, I just wanna bake
I don't wanna wait, tell my mate, "Roll me up a J"
Fill my room up with the smoke (With the smoke)
So you can't see me when I'm at my low-low-low-low