High Beams

We'll lift when I flip the clutch
 Days when I wasted a lot
 Some days I was waste like plums
 That ain't been ate for months
 Months in this place of glum
 Food that I ate hit my tum
 Can't settle fairytale skin pebbles, raised in slum
 Somehow I gotta make me some
 I ain't tryna stay at mum's
 Mum said don't play with guns
 Banging and playing on drums
 Slanging it under no thumb
 Make me draw from my fund
 Putting on pie and eating in crumbs
 Get rich, then you die, don't mean that much
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 Could be anyone that wouldn't be me
 Believing everyone except for me
 All I need is TLC, block it out with THC
 You would know if you seen what I seen
 Ain't smooth like Maybelline
 Count me out like one, two, three
 Poof, I'm gone, say my move was strong
 Bite it between my teeth
 Said I'm moving along, do you know where I've been?
 Back and forth to Timbuktu
 Still, I come through like Mr. Sheen
 Dealing with Charlie Sheens
 Sad times, can you play the strings?
 No cut, no seam
 Looks could kill and I've got high beams
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 Out of touch, off my line
 They got laws but I can't comply
 Out of luck, must be blind
 Been blessed so much 'til I question my existence
 Without a pot to piss in, distant
 Travel distance, I am Mr. Kiddlin
 Can't contain my position
 No optimism, say I'm optimistic
 Narcissistic, hard to sit with
 Middle part and split the difference
 Me, treat me to exorcism
 Bad decision, pessimistic
 Conflict about fit description
 Misunderstanding don't know what I'm planning
 Paint a different picture
 Need a safe line and life in the caption
 Why you live for Insta'?