I need a fix cause i'm going down,
down to the place where it's hard to frown,
spark the pilot, tell the customers take off is inbound,
and i can't wait to see your high faces uptown,
only keep dog walking cause it stalls my thoughts from turning,
add to that the fact it keeps good weed burning,
stay high like clouds and still girl i'm learning,
wait until my classes start and then i'll be earning,
not mad, just passive and like always calm,
not like i was wearing my emotions on my arm,
lost all confidence which destroyed my charm,
if it wasn't for good karma i may do harm,
love is old, love is new, love is cheap, love is used,
love is accepting the downgrade to the one you choose,
love is the power to the engine known as blues,
and love usually fucks you over in twos.