Truett - Save Me lyrics

(verse 1) Limits but the pros are richer Lay mind down pack it all in a scripture Write livid like a motherf**er palm militia Tall i sprint i tore my wrist from all the glyphs and offence Toss in your cent's your still sifting through nonsense Sip it like a double-cup or drip it like a faucet caustic Test down to it but a motherf**er never seen sh** Feeling like your tossing mist, the cost in sense, yup Serve it like a diss go front Still im round forest ave skating where the sidewalk bumps never change for it but the right trucks 17 pa**ed coulda been more patient Meet up with the homies and we get to rotation Feeling like the past is a payment Back and im skating over cracks in the tennis-court pavement Baby what (chorus) All of my efforts are haunted, baby And none of its ever your fault so blame me Got everything that i want to save me And none if it happend in Hudson baby (x2) (verse 2) All my accolades are attached to paper Im only happy when pa**ing j's or when rapping Im a madman all i do is ash man All i do is ash man no one but myself Get it if you ask same sh** nobody helps Speeding narrow down a path they ain't sent nobody else Do it all for the day one's with the same numbers In the end i'm just hoping i ain't left nobody out Yeah (chorus) All of my efforts are haunted, baby And none of its ever your fault so blame me Got everything that i want to save me And none if it happend in Hudson baby (x3) (outro) This is a bit of dialogue taken from Kyle Mooney's skit called "lost" which you can find on YouTube, all credit to him i love his work Todd's poem is really, really amazing and brings a tear to my eye every time