Psy, the Menace - Four

Why you wanna act like that huh
Like I ain’t never had your back huh
Like I’m not who you come to
When your plans fall through
Or when them City Girls Act Up
Erased your past but you know I
Got it backed up
Never laughed but it’s Psy, who ends
Up battered
You know
I’m subjected to your matters
And the subject of your matters
Now a days all you do is smoke
Spliffs in hopes it’ll blow
Your troubles away
You say it numbs the pain
But if you evade this phase
It’ll come back your way
I don’t know why you play
These silly games this way
You like to contemplate
As if your minds not made
Get a grip ok? and let that razor slip
And go pop more pills
Don’t be a little bitch just put an end to this

Written by:
Arthur Valentine

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