Night Styles - Drop Out [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Bitch Im steady breathing, I'm feeling easy
My Lips and fingertips around the smoke that's releasing
My heart is beating, my room needs cleaning
Trying to talk to my parents but I'm too busy squeezing
The towel under the door, shit don't make sense anymore
Laying on the bed smoking till the ashes turn red
Can't figure out what I had said in my head, fuck my words are dead
Ill just write it down on some paper spread, and figure out if it makes sense
Cynical as a criminal, hoping they never find the residue
I wanna smoke that shit when the rest is due
Damn done I'm tired of the paranoia
The blunt is worth the lick, but not worth the dip
If I get caught making a quick fix. shit.... shit.....