[Lyric] Red Couch (Ascetic The Whiz)

[Verse 1]
I woke up thinking of you
It's time I practice abstinence
I'm high too fucked up to start again
The start of starting cycles just cycling the starving end
I starve for this I want it kid
You wish for things you won't regret
If you wake up with none of them
Lazy ass

I'll skip the class still pass the class
To flow on beats to send them back
Agenda filled with days just practicing
I'm practicing
I'm packing flows to speak to winds
Too ancient to speak language men created
Shape to shape this space we call pretend
I know that you're elated
Related to the bеst of men
Invest in them I nеver did
[Verse 2]
I need to hurry up
My girlfriend wants to shower
Smoking on the couch
She says I've been here for some hours
Power ranging from the make believe
To made Believe I gave my best defeat the rest of mortal men
Who set the hectic living I detest
My baby she just passed the test
Of pregnancy
She's pregnant see
The tears she cries I've surely wept

I've slept and cried on couches older than the oldest homie in your crew
I kept the secret close too late to ask for help
I enter endings of myself
I really hate to care for self
I'm saying phrases to myself I hate to think about
You thinking
Naw you never do
So pop these tabs up in your fucking mouth 350 ug trip tabs is all I see
Space deforming right in front of me