Oh, that′s fucked up

That's fucked up

Yo, mate, ′av you got 20p mate?

I design my trip

In a frame of mind my, my high, my twitch

I divide my spliff

Last night I intertwined with life's bitch (Yeah)

She defines my exist

Put a cigarette and it divided her lips

She walks by, she's pissed

She caught me on the corner getting higher than a bitch

Smoke screen sucks

My mind, my high, my shit

(My high, my shit)

She caught me on the corner in a high meeting

Smoke screen disguise my spliff

Caught around the street ever keepin′ me this way (Mmm)

She likes me but she knows she can′t help me (Mmm)