rate these lyrics for me?

Got about a week till I go down

And get into the groove like its Motown

So I’m always blowin out smoke now

You can crash on my couch it’s a fold out

We can chill tomorrow man no doubt

A last game of BP in my basement

Pass the bong around till we’re feelin vacant

Carpe diem ************ time’s a-wastin

Seems like yesterday we were chillin in the playpen

Layin down at naptime to have the dreams we’re chasin

Where we spent our childhood feels like an oasis

But where we’ll spend the futures gonna have me o-facin

So faded find me at the party where the world is rotating

Sippin on some liquor laced with gold shavings

Talking to your ex wanna get to procreating

not done yet