Lyrics Trapped - Fronzilla

Let's talk about bases, yeah, cuz everybody's got one.
Tell me all your problems, I'll review them while I roll a blunt.
Sippin' on this simple chronic psychedelic uppercut.
Let's erase our problems and pretend that you don't give a fuck.
I feel like I'm trapped inside a dungeon or a jail cell.
Someone break me out before I break shit and go raise hell.
You'd be angry too if people criticized your artwork.
Now that I'm asleep I can unleash my mental shit-storm.