[Intro]

Yeah, it's not my fault this time

I'm a blame it on (you)

This song I'm making is especially for (you)

[Verse]

Yeah, you make me feel like I'm trash

Like I'm I'm failing and staying in the back of the class

I thought school was wack being cool was wack

And niggas thought I was cool, how cool is that?

I want you to feel my pain cause I'm out in the rain

But without pain I wasn't gon' gain

My hearts not broken it's more of a sprain

My life ain't a dance like I'm on soul train

My world turned black, inverted cocaine

I can not explain, hopping on the next plane

6 45 in a 745

Seven shorties live and they ready for the ride

We live to survive or we living to die

Smoke 'til we high, we lose then we gone fly

Get up like cheddar and get it together

Get it now or never so you can hold it forever.

[Hook]

My odd future

I gotta get it right now, I gotta get it right now

My odd future

I gotta right these lyrics down, I gotta use this paper right now

My odd future

I gotta get it right now, I gotta use this paper right now

My odd future

I gotta write these lyrics down, spit it, how this shit sound?