From the recording The Lesher Demos
Produced by: Tapehead & TG$Roach
Mixed and Re-Mastered by: TG$Roach
Lyrics
Summer in the city, but my heart's so cold
Summer in the city, but my heart's so cold
I been chasing highs and getting nothing but lows
This agony is bliss, got me curlin' up my toes
Think I got lost, I need you to point out my way back home
Cus lately I just don't know where I'm supposed to go
Don't know who to trust, cus mothafuckas greedy like some crows
I been on this shit since like, 8 years old
West Coast dro, bitch we smokin indo
Tried to hide the smell so my mom wouldn't know
Now I wake up every morning and I light me a bowl, light me a blunt
Light me a jay, yeah bitch, I stunt
"Bitch I'm fresh, bitch I'm cool"
I don't give a fuck bitch, I'm not like you
Wake up in the morning and I do what I do
Back then I was just trynna get through school
Back then I was just climbing mountains
Now me and my homies hit the Peak, and we're puffin' on pens
I don't give a fuck bitch, I'm Him
I was born into this flesh, so I can't help it if I sin
My spirit is an Alien, Invader Zim
Came to count cash in a G-Wagon, Mercedes Benz, or a Murcielago
Always been a leader with this here, so I can never follow
I don't give a fuck bitch, your lies are hollow
I don't give a fuck, suck it and swallow
Bitch!

