Galaxies

I’m the motherfuckin scum of this earth, can’t you see?
All this tar inside my lungs tobacco wraps don’t help me breathe
But I need something sweet
Maybe swishers keep it g
Rollin papers in my desk
I got em all now play them beats, yeah
I hope that one day we’ll be happy as a human race
People just don’t get it I’ll be fine building in outer space
The purple backdrop from the motherfuckin galaxies
It’s so ethereal I paint it bright as LEDs