Still Miss You

This be one catch twenty two
But imma do what I do
I feel the morning is soon
When I can get out this room

Look online or the tube and its always bad news
All this boredom in our rooms that I've noticed since June
Make us argue bout nothing but nothing feels new
Yea we running on fumes
And we quitting cigarettes getting nicotine withdrawals
Getting itchy got us starting at these walls  
Got no women that I could even call
I'm just praying like I do it like I'm Saul
Playing bored games bored
Thank the lord we record
Keep my mind occupied
Steady cooking never fried ay
Funny how these Fridays mean something,
Bumming off all our governments funding

This be one catch twenty two
But imma do what I do
I feel the morning is soon
When I can get out this room
This be one catch twenty two
But imma do what I do
I feel the morning is soon
When I can get out this room

Unemployed be ya boi in this shit
Taking tabs by the tree for a trip
Life's a circle plot twisting with a fifth
And lotta homies dipped cuz people tend to drift but
I'm pretty normal wasn't Bourne like Jason
Wasting our time watching Californication
Conversations at an all time low
Like remember that timebro we already know
And Next Joes moving out for a job
That's an extra $1200 off top              
Sending checks guessing when they gon' stop
This is real life baby, I'll be here till I'm not