Verse 1:
(It all started), With a flask full of Jack in the back of the 'Lac you see/(We departed), The apartment quarter past eleven 'bout to kill these streets/(Flame retardent), Too cool for the rules catch the flu when you be around me/(Broken hearted), Got a text from the ex and it read "What you think I ain't cheat?"/No surprise, b^tches lie/Hoes do the same when you cumming inside/Now it's pouring rain on the f^cking west side/Now i'm trynna bang everything in sight/No I don't smoke so I need another high/I need another fix, I need it real quick/I need a lil' something to keep my mind from everything falling to sh^t (sh^t)/So be it if it's liquor, word around the block it hits quicker/So don't interject because, i'm trynna get a bigger buzz/Grabbed the phone and I called my cuz, ayo, it's on right/'Cause I don't give a f^cking f^ck about tomorrow, whore for the night/Speeg tell them girls meet us at the Arclight/Trynna get it poppin in the pale moonlight/Dancing with the devil hoping Heaven won't spite/Said she a singer, there go the mic/Oh you can blow let me hear them pipes/Now she's bent over the hood, and they're in the backseat up to no good/I bet the only thing on her mind is wood and hey, it should (yeah).

Chorus x2:
I'm slurrrin', You don't what no parts of me/
Lights blurry, Slow motion is how I see/
I'm worried, I won't make it through the night
This feeling it just ain't right, Help me i'm losing my mind (i'm slurrrin').

Verse 2:
Next stop, rooftop, of the loft, downtown, I can see all the way to my house/Found a penny on the ground, must be good luck, looked up, kitty purring under her blouse/Girl what's you name, glad you came, what's your sign?/Wanna know mine? Hell you lying. In about an hour i'mma have you lying/On your back, taking that cack, up in The Standard we do it like that/Hit the mini bar and i'm pouring some yack/Hope I don't yack 'cause i'm feeling crap/Feeling like shat, past tense of sh^t/Making up words that don't make no sense/Looking to the heavens "Lord get me out of this! I swear i'll go to church never do it again."/On my knees, praying to the porcelain god/Just might black out from too much shots/And how the hell I get here from the garage?/It seems like the whole night has been a mirage/As I gaze in the maze of facades/Everybody's fake i'm amazed at the flaws/I wish I pause the effects of cause/I can't so i'm lost getting tossed with the sauce.

Vamp:
As I go under, I wonder how you'll remember me/Those inner demons kept on screaming until they were freed/And no more lies , no more spies in the Garden of Eden/Ya hear what i'm speaking? Ya hear what i'm speaking/

Now that i'm falling, they're all in shouting in victory/Those inner demons kept on screaming until they were freed/It's only lies, only spies no more Garden of Eden/Ya hear what i'm speaking? Ya hear what i'm speaking.