{verse 1} It must be stuck in my chest This parasite won't blind me like the rest I ain't no halfing fu*king pussy wasting dimes for less Distress fill up my lobes, and strap his arms to neck Tryna pull me like a bop it hammering at your breast See these low life pussies with the nerve to complain When you're the only fu*king reason when there's stress in your brain Let the whole world see your scum intents and your aims Slowly start to realize that you were always the same I sit and wonder if i’m just anothеr body of shame Like is my music any differеnt from the dirt in the drain? Will my spend my whole life looking for points in this game? Or will i give up premature before there's light on my name? I was never one for attention Always thought i liked it when i got it felt too threatened I can't stand the sound of my own name just being mentioned Wish that could disappear, and still be deep within your interests Pinch this skin of mine and tell me if i'm dreaming Because i don't want this sight to be something that i believe in Don't want to accept this sh*tty air that i am breathing Sitting teething on some plastic to stay occupied and seeing I get so tired of just being depressed I guess i don't know myself enough to pass through this test I appreciate the pain that i put into this mess
But i hate that its the only thing that's sounding the best {beat switch} {verse 2} If i could make some happy music Trust i wouldn't contest Its just that everything around me leaves me scared and stressed I got nothing in my life where i can speak and confess All the bullsh*t that i'm hearing in my fu*king bird nest I'm gonna burn everything around me i ain't fu*king round I'm so done with being so ignored by all these fu*k arounds Insta fu*king co*k riders funny little joke arounds No one gives a single flying fu*k what you talking bout {verse 3} I sense a cold rushed feeling beating down at my wrist Looking through a dirty bottle and an ocean of piss I have kissed bliss once, no god has answered my wish How i could i believe in god? when only satan exist Seem like its gonna get worse before it starts to turn better I need to lose this sh*tty mindset when i fail under pressure I need to learn to just relax, this sh*t is all up to luck But when i start believing that, begin to stop giving fu*ks Aye yo its hell on earth Who's next or gonna be first? The projects is front line And the enemy is one time I ain't got to tell you It's right in front of your eyes