This is the story of a stoner, a little song about how I became a loner A little song about how I came to know her, a little song about how I became a stoner This is the story of an addict, a little ballad of them habits Slowin' on these blunts, I got hoes in my family, a couple problems in the back I got problems with myself it seems, all these demons showin' me new anxieties All these drugs and these women make it hard to see, all this weed make it hard to breathe I hate to cuss in my sleep, baby girl, I can't give you what you wanted from me Okay, reckless bad dreams, I'm just tryna be okay with myself But I'm going to hell, yeah, I'm going to hell Fuck, spilled all my drugs in the Benz truck, yeah Lookin' in the mirror, don't know who to trust, yeah I don't give a fuck, so I'm out in that truck, yeah My mama callin' and I ain't gon' be there This is the story of a stoner, a little song about how I became a loner A little song about how I came to know her, a little song about how I became a stoner This is the story of an addict, a little ballad of them habits Smokin' on these blunts, I got hoes in my family A couple problems, been around with, yeah *