I don't want to say it but I had to Good drugs on me but I'm bad news Goth boy clique in the back too Got a tattoo baby cuz I had to, missed call All black Benz smokin' gas too I'mma hurt you bad till I have you I'mma have you, baby I'mma have you, all mine I would take a life for you if I had to Say I got her mind racing like a track meet And my niggas blunt facing on the back street Goth boy clique in the back room Take a sip of this, it change your attitude Kurt Cobain? In the streets there ain't no substitutes Kurt Cobain foreign mansion with a prostitute Is there heaven for a thug, is there heaven for you Therapy for me? Is gettin' hit with tattoo's I'm a goth boy but I keep a strap too Goth boy baby yea I had to All the racks and recognition all overdue When the xanny hit my system, I'm so over you When the perc hit my system I'm so over you Made a promise to my niggas I'm a see it through Big body dripping on them all white, all white Like that good she playing with all night, all night yeah Rain falls, missed calls Rain falls, missed calls Rain falls, missed calls Rain falls, missed calls