Thinkin I don’t f#ckin matter
I’m really just matter
I’m smokin my dope and i’m chillin
I’m walking all over the ocean
My mind is telling me I’m giving up
But my body never be quitting when I’m in a rut
So much smoke that I think ima die from inhaling all of the fumes from my past
Just sparked the junt so I’m making it last
All of the sh#t that I gotta put up with
And everyday it’s the same f#cking thing
No genuine person just thoughts of the evil invading my head and my body
Is weaker, no longer immune but I don’t give a f#ck
Sacrilege, no happiness, every day
The same old sh#t and everyone wanna be us so they hop on our dick
I don’t f#ck with the fakes
I don’t f#ck with you snakes
All you b#tches just digits I add to my list
And I’m counting it up and I never be stopping until I be dropping
It’s infinite, and
I’m gonna finish em
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Grimm Sleeper Lyrics – MAKING IT LAST