Down We take it down My dear, you know We take it down, down Ay Yeah, she was a failed poet being railroaded at a drug trial Exchanging their high engagement for micropayments Pulling hallucinogens from a dung pound 'Boutta lose it again like what now? Looking for a lower God to jump down, and I Pulled up look at this record brick of kief, she's in disbelief Yeah I went from red Corvette to a patronage in a nut house From international flights, an underwater mortgage, and a bus route As far as that dumb shit, I gotta full dose during that pilot study Here's a pro-tip, them slow pokes don't know shit, I didn't depend on private monies I thought my medical marijuana racket was pretty much recession proof Now I'm tryna be strong in the eyes for the trophy wives in a Texas suit I've been shining the windows of this Lexus coup A resentment fallout which reels off in a endless loop and you know that's the truth, my dear The trillionaire triage cackle as they slut shame mother nature With you forever fearing that whether we're eating where the dustbowl's your undertaker But I sink my hands in the cold of clay Take a roll in the hay with a love maker I feel you You need me (We're together) Yeah, she was a failed poet being railroaded at a drug trial Exchanging their high engagement for micropayments Pulling hallucinogens from a dung pound 'Boutta lose it again like what now? Looking for a lower God to jump down, and I Pulled up— Pulled up— Yeah I went from red Corvette to a patronage in a nuthouse Down We take it down Pulled up— Breathe