A.D.H.D

"A.D.H.D" is a song by American hip hop recording artist Kendrick Lamar, taken from his debut studio album, Section.80 (2011). The song was produced by frequent collaborator and Top Dawg in-house producer Sounwave, of Digi+Phonics.

[Intro: Kendrick Lamar] Uh-uh, fuck that (fuck that) [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] Eight doobies to the face, fuck that 12 bottles in the case, nigga, fuck that Two pills and a half-weight, nigga, fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Man, I swear my nigga trippin' off that shit again Pick him up, then I set him in cold water Then I order someone to bring him Vicodin I hope that take the pain away From the feelin' that he felt today You know, when you part of Section.80 And you feel like no one can relate 'Cause you are, you are, a loner, loner Marijuana endorphins make you stronger, stronger I'm in the house party, trippin' off My generation sippin' cough syrup like it's water Never no pancakes in the kitchen Man, not one of our lives is caught up In the daily superstition that the world is 'bout to end Who gives a fuck? We never do listen 'Less it comes with a 808 (A melody and some hoes) PlayStation and some drank (Technology bought my soul) Lookin' around and all I see Is a big crowd that's product of me And they probably relatives relevant for a rebel's dream Yep, her president is black, she black too Purple label on her back, but that tab is light blue She take it straight to the head Then she look at me, she got A.D.H.D [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] Eight doobies to the face, fuck that 12 bottles in the case, nigga, fuck that Two pills and a half-weight, nigga, fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist [Post-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] Like whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa (Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it) Whoa, whoa-whoa (Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it) Whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa (They always told me A.D.H.D did it) [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] And then she started… And then she started feelin' herself Like no one else in this apartment "Beg your pardon?" "Oh, I rap, baby." "How old are you?", She say 22, I say 23 "Okay, then we are crack babies." "Damn, why you say that?" She said, "Where my drink at?" "I'ma tell you later, just tell your neighbors and the police relax." I stood up, shut the blind, closed the screen; Jumbotron Made to the back where she reside Then she said, "Read between the lines." Yep, hope that I get close enough when the lights turn down And the fact that she just might open up When the Nuvo start to drown her body and I know The both of us really deep in the mood now It's nothin' we can do now Somebody walked in with a pound of that Bay Area kush She looked at me, then looked at it And then she grabbed it, then she said, "Get it understood." "You know why we crack babies? Because we born in the '80s, that A.D.H.D crazy." [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] Eight doobies to the face, fuck that 12 bottles in the case, nigga, fuck that Two pills and a half-weight, nigga, fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist [Post-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] Like whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa (Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it) Whoa, whoa-whoa (Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it) Whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa (They always told me A.D.H.D did it) [Outro: Ab-Soul] You can have all my shine, I'll give you the light Double cup, deuce, four, six, just mix it in Sprite Ecstasy, 'shrooms, blow, 'dro, hoes, whatever you like You can have all my shine, I'll give you the light [Produced by Sounwave]