Gone

You might be standing there,
Talking to me,
But guess what,
I aint listening.

You look so fuc king stupid,
Acting like you know it all,
In my mind I'm thinking,
I can't wait till they trip and fall.

You think what you say is funny,
So you start to joke and laugh,
But really I'm just picturing you,
Falling on your ass.

Wait, I'm coming down,
I'm gonna smoke some more,
S hit, I'm so ripped,
My ass is on the floor.

I'm so far gone,
And you know why that is,
Cause it will depress me too damn much,
To deal with any of his shit.