nighttime chillinsessions 2 I have a big brain, its favourite food the blueberry strain,dont need that weak human famethang dont need no lame gang for, for its all the samerecognize the game and, and its all the samebroken ceilings an young kids be screamingpoppin shit with a girl in the evening, takes it all like in chess mos defstopped smokin like wyclefproblems on my mind, heavyweight, going under? Depressed?NO! Im the best, hell yesfamily and friends, spechless about the restwont fall into this messbeen there too many timestelling myself Im feeling finebut Im dying, on topIm living, wait a minute, stop, Im in the mess nowplease pull me out, make me ok againpromise I go straight to bed mom