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Produced by Lee Scott Video by Louis Mackay Shout outs TT Liquor Lyrics I've lost my mind... or it can't find me skull It's like my internal hard drive is full Asleep while my feet caress the pavement Venture deeper into depression for entertainment Sorry if... I'm sorry if I struggle with your name But that's one of many things I struggle to retain If money is the aim, when I've got enough I'm gonna pay someone to explain what's going on in me brain Name's escape me, shit I definitely used to know I now don't know, I don't know I just want to kick that vintage raw flow But I'm still unsure if I've rapped this before Let's just pretend it's all meant to be a joke While I make a mental note I'll forget I ever wrote A dozen years since I last inhaled the skunk smoke Quote “something fucking dope“ unquote Tripping ove
