sitting in the motherfucking dirt just hurt always bitching about you never get the shit that you deserve while you rotting on the curb ima take off with the birds waiting for the right time but for me now works we forever create levels hit the lever kill the power every dot a witching hour on the clock upon the mantel dont be acting like you mental you dont really wanna feel it hearing what aint really there seeing what you know you isnt exhale blow the leaves strip search all the trees bones like his forest sharp leave if you dont want to bleed all they wanna be is me all i wanna do is leave i contaminate the minds of the viewers of the slang
fuck
and i thought it would be different still the same message dont care if you listening
and you use to be doubtful you play the game but sesh make the console
how many fucking times do i gotta go and say it you aint fucking with us touching anything we fucking made they watch then repeat through their own shit but theyll never duplicate the flow bitch
if it aint sesh then you know i dont know it if it aint our show there aint no point in goin
i am what they not they land on the rocks im a motherfucking problem
i aim for the brush but i landed on the top this a good little spot i know