D.A.R.E - Jrb, Logic

Oh shit, guys, I feel kinda weird

What do you mean, weird?

Yo (Yo, yo), ayo (Uh, you’re so)

Aye y’all are we even in fucking car-, are we in a —

Are we in a car right now?

Aye, man, do you believe in alien abductions?

Ayo, I’m fucked up, I’m too drunk

I’m too stoned, I’m too-

Ayo, I’m fucked up, I’m too drunk, I’m too-

Ay-Ay-Ay-Ay-Ayo, I’m fucked up, I’m too drunk

I’m too stoned, I’m too high

I’m out of this world without a alibi

Ayo, buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it

Really wanna get it over with but all my homies keep wanting to share it

My consciousness it impaired

It’s imparied, that-that I come down

Feeling rundown, tryna get sober by sundown

Feeling out of body, but nobody seems to understand

6ix lighting a blunt up with his right hand

Castro in another dimension

No need to mention I can’t pay attention to where Lenny driving

Instrumentals got me vibing, but I’m terrified

Hope by the end of this I’m surviving

Arjun Ivatury