[Verse 1]
I'm in such an awkward place
Some of my friends parents
Some of my friends baked on something more than weed
I still haven't prayed even though I've been in the depths of these streets
Saying what I need to do like I give a f**
I'ma do what I do and you ain't gon' do sh**
My dad had a taste for bullets
Now I'm a ba*tard and ruthless
I've been writing my rhyme
Tryin' to make it my life
I don't wanna have a job
A slave and a pride don't mix
I'm an arrogant prick
I ain't scared to admit
Tension in this piece of my past in my living room
Glaring at me?
What did I do?
You were the one that did the splitting (you)
[Verse 2]
f** limits
I'm pushing through the doors like Jim Morrison
They always tell me the lord is in the room
I tell him, "Get out of my bubble"
I ain't down to cuddle
I am lowkey cutthroat
I was at the bottom of the well
Look at my lunge, though
Trying to get on the flying nimbus now
Trying to get this motherf**ing written down
So you can hear what I'm thinking now
And maybe you'll think its dope
And maybe you'll show your folks
And they'll think it's dope and show their folks
And maybe I'll have hope
Maybe I won't be stuck in this black hole
Is this karma for being an a**hole?
I'm sorry
It's just human natural