I keep on writing but I burn the page built up rage led to days where I spend more time counting ways cutting all the bullshit with razor blades 'til my mind made mazes my lungs found hazes, waging off the pain from sane to mad 'til the blunt wraps burned, all that I had now raps form smolders, I burn 'em back scorching with the heat from the pressure, damn a love gone bad, now demons laugh cuz everything I hear, it reminds me of you so everything I make is a product of you and I dont like math, I dissolve in two tryna figure why the fuck I make these songs for you ridiculed by emotions, I sift 'em through the holes in my heart, feeling like a tool cuz when I fell apart, who's the one to fool half empty moons into thinking they're full? I was never good enough, just a crescent wound used to light nights, as you came in through abused my ego, 'til my heart felt used confused now, I'll never give a fuck again, 'til my whole soul shatters cuz in the end, it doesnt even matter...