It was a chilly Georgia Monday morning

Space heater tappin′ out, there goes my saving grace

(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)A danger to myself, I'm my worst opponent

So playin′ safe is pointless

Just join me if you jointless

I coin shit while I'm coinless

I see shit 'cause I′m D-list

It′s funny how the ones that live to kill us, die to keep us

Wow, wow, wowzers, uppercut y'all downers

Fuckin′ up y'all browsers

Nothin′ but down south-ers and caged lovers

So all you first timers be prepared to change covers

Bloody blankets all I made while fuck niggas was crankin' yanks

We was young and dumb

Busted Reebok, dickie suit thuggin′

Just a Zone 4 nerd with some Zone 1 cousins

And a north side bitch that you fuckin'

But can't love her ′cause her father hates you

′Cause of problems he got with her mother

And your mind still kinda childish, but you pushin' 6 feet

So Mommy′s daddy put the shotty to your face at 16

And as a child you worshipped TIP, because of Killer Mike's reaction

CD player at the bus stop, candy paint passin′

I never been a pacifist, too far from the Pacific

Live in alternate dimensions I created as a child

I'm often way too lost in my schizophrenic thoughts

Visit Mama and my faith is reinstated by her smile, but

Since I′m a 90's baby I'm automatically crazy

I′m callin′ audible plays on the daily just to survive

I got a tribe of little brothers in the hood that I inspire

Light the fire when they look into my eyes

And when they ask me where I been at

I just be like over there

'Cause when I′m high as fuck all alone

With my headphones on, I don't care

And when they ask me where I been at

I just be like over there

′Cause when I'm high as fuck in my zone

With my headphones on, I don′t care

Same old lost boys lookin' for a home

Startin' fires under viaducts

Now I ain′t made that much, just some angel dust

A couple zany fucks with the lay up lunks

Caught up on a rainy day, of course

Colder than them days chasin′ after the drinkin' gourd

Make good on my word and make the world agree, no court

Never catch me lyin′ on my back, too much like casket doors

Never catch me lyin', my daddy told me who that was for

Pockets swollen, still on my stomach, lyin′ on grandma's floor

Dodgin′ all you stand-by whores

And we ain't sayin' much, man that′s that lovely noise

Carvin′ out my head the space to think, man that's that lovely boy

I stashed some prayers in a bottle and chucked it overboard

I gotta clock in 15 days a night ′til I can't roll no more

′Til that thing hit the shore, 'til I′m Siamese with the force

'Til if I really wanted, I could get Siamese with the Porsche

But what I really want is, my nigga, for niggas to live long

And I pray on the daily, my nig, for niggas who do me wrong

'Cause we all know what happens when niggas can′t get along

Before the opposite we gotta slap our thinkers on

Ali, Ali, show me a boxer I ain′t dookie on

Part lucid, part MC, part mystery yet to be solved

Bottle through the fog, 110 through the smog

3:10 in the night, I'm screamin′ booty calls

I'm plastered, goin′ her draws, tryna feel withdrawals

They fiendin' our demise, y′all, what we gon' do with y'all?

And when they ask me where I been at

I just be like over there

′Cause when I′m high as fuck all alone

With my headphones on, I don't care

And when they ask me where I been at

I just be like over there

′Cause when I'm high as fuck in my zone

With my headphones on, I don′t care

And when they ask me where I been at

I just be like over there

'Cause when I′m high as fuck all alone

With my headphones on, I don't care

And when they ask me where I been at

I just be like over there

'Cause when I′m high as fuck all alone

With my headphones on, I don′t care

(Where I been at)

(Over there)

(Where I been at)

(Over there)