-Trippy Tyler-
I am my worst enemy, diabolical entity
Judging everything in me like I'm the one who's critiquing
Anxiety has me weeping and seeing the end is creeping
My hinges, they get to creaking
Demons f**ing with my thinking
Judicial system's got some cruel intentions
Got me to stop with the tree and now its whiskey that I'm hittin'
Not feeling like me
Just more and more dismissive every time I sip it
Feeling like my father
Now I'm really getting timid
Now I hit the bottom of the rock and a bottle
Lets see how many of these f**in' pills I can swallow
Let's see how many people notice if I'm gone tomorrow
And if this life that I'm living's even worth it in the sorrow
Mildly suicidal, my mind in me is in doubt and
Possibly I caught these thoughts because
It's been awhile since I had a vial drippin' down my spinal
I'm in denial, probably stuck in a dim aisle
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I stop, looked at the noose and
Got a vivid image of all the Stoop kids
Thought about the moves we're makin' with music
And my mother if I did something stupid
Got nauseous at facts, I was gonna go through with this
Squad on my back and they love what I'm doing
Already got buzz and it tells you we do this
And it is the opposite of not amusing
No boast, but I know that we dope
Kind like what Walter movin'
Y'all pollution, not producin'
Mockin' music, cop a few clips off them Stoop kids
I thought you was always talking shootin', dog you stupid
Like the bama movement, quit yawning stupid
And right before I realized that I'm God's influence I
Took a sit, and quit
Quickly and had an epiphany
Life will always be a b**h like her menstrual bleed
Only thing I can do is keep on k**ing beats with my team
I swear they're just about anything
This dream was meant to be
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