Overseas, on my screen
Sippin lean, white and bleached
Heroine and THC
Burning out, empty me
Loaded guns, just wanna open myself
To the world, load my health
Feeling cold, nothing less
I can't feel anything
No emotions, no pain
It's a torture, in veins
Freezing cold, nothing else
In a black Porsche, on the back seat
Blowin weed, with low self-esteem
Dub N G, me and my team
WTF happend to our dreams, for real