Old Man Saxon - Off My Mind lyrics

[Produced by Spencer Peterson] [Verse 1] These vices got their grips on me Especially when this world steady sh**s on me I'm on that puff puff don't pa** (can I hit that man?) It's better if you don't ask (naah nah) Got me on some hater sh** Cause my week's longer than my paper is Maybe I should take a fifth With a dime piece, make a spliff Sit back, take a bit To think about all the sh** that I'm faced with Everything I've been going through reasons I'm not complacent n***as that's been fake to me, how I'm making my bacon Deep breath, calm down, take sip, hit What? What's wrong with that? I'm just tryna relax and get it off my mind Cause I'm already up there don't ask me every time Cause you know what's up And you know that [Hook] I'm blown, but (what's wrong with that?) what's wrong with that? I'm just tryna relax and get it off my mind Cause I'm already up there don't ask me every time Cause you know that I'm drunk, but (what's wrong with that?) what's wrong with that? Man I don't need you remind How this could be my demise dog, cause if it is, at least I'll be happy in the meantime Said I'll be happy in the mean time [Verse 2] They saying I should settle down, I reckon Got too much on my plate, don't think I should get seconds n***as saying kick the habit Same sh** every time Yelling mind over matter But does it matter if I don't mind? Or should I spend my whole time On this Earth just dedicated to stressing Inhaling the green got my comprehending the lesson Better with my discretion I can't be mad when the sh** hit the fan if I throw it in that direction Dying inside's a blessing Keep with your holy talk cause I'm not tryna impress him Most of my n***as destined to be popping a Smith & Wesson While I'm cool, calm, collected smoking on that wreck sh** You don't even have to question [Hook] What's wrong with that?