Sunday night Ocean caught me weeping.
Felt like this tattoo was wearing me,
Next thing I was sleeping,
Had my body fall asleep before me.
Woke up in the bath next to a Russian girl,
We were just touching girl,
Fuck this bitch is salty,
Girl I think your logic is faulty.
I thought you said you weren’t idolized,
I never lied I came as advertised.
Three days later,
She came back just to vindicate her.
Though she’s never seen me sober,
I can’t feel anything; I’m kosher.