Hey
What’s up baby?
Yeah
Stressed everlasting
The better half of all the money
I spend within my blunt in my rent
Check it chin check it
Jaw broke develop my lurch
Point that f#cking gun in me you
Better wet up my shirt
Cause see these twitches is relentless
Think im actual scum
Might interpret me submissive
But I’m passive and numb
Trapped in a black tab water splashes
Sapping my lungs
Same ones passed me judgеment
Trying to pass me the blunt
It’s kinda tiring
Pеople give me them looks
I got these youngins in my DMs
Screaming “Sing me them hooks!”
I think i fell of a cliff
Now where’s the f#cking windburn?
It’s Russian roulette, baby we gone on the 6th turn
I think I’m Shinji in a cockpit
Empty in the mosh pit
Send me with a fog stick
And kill me what I’ve lost it
Not no eminem slow death neither
Flailing limbs
I’m with shotgun wain singing songs
And making friends f#ck you losers
*Chuckles*
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