Did your high rent low life friends all leave

Cos even they know

Your living make believe

And if I was to cut off your supply 

Would you curl up into a ball and die? 



If you lost the number of your man in town 

Would you start crying baby 

When the sun went down

Could you handle the chills 

Could you handle the sweat 

It'll cloud out your mind 

Can't make me forget 



Busy crazy 

I'm just lazy 

When I let ya

Phase me

I don't get it cos

U don't understand 

You just keep saying 

“baby I'm your man”

Busy

Too spacey

Stir-crazy

Don't need a man 

All up in smoke

All up in smoke

Up in smoke

All up in smoke 



You so hot on deliveries 

But you never bring me 

the thing that I need

You look a little green 

Don't need your blues

Your the only thing I ever wanted to do

But as you lock yourself in your haze

You got too many ultraviolet rays

Your heads a mess

Your brains got slow 

You say I'll never leave 

but I'm the first to go 



Can you ever let go

Baby I'm the first to know 

I know you like to take it real slow

This ain't no joke 

your up in smoke so lets go