
🔒🔒🔒 LYRICS 🔒🔒🔒
Logistics
Ballistics
Looking at me
Like ma'am who did this
Prying deeper all up
In my business
I'm the witness
Puttin shakles where my wrist is 
A whistle blower
Fallin victim to the stiffness
A sacpe goat for boat
While it just drifts
So I row Coast to coast 
No forgiveness
I try harder
falling victim to the quickness

I'm...
Sick of pleading 
Sick of grieving
Sick of giving everything I got
When I'm in need and
Sick of beggin on the floor
I'm on my knees and
Everyone is buggin me for more
Another reason 
Believin
That if Im feeling sore
It's cause bleeding 
Ya seeing
Exactly whatcha want in me
And now I'm leaving
Cause ya cleavin
Taking little pieces from me
Theiving
Perceiving
I could never write my rhymes
disbelieving
Everything I gave
Is being
Resold or gave away
 For a twisted reason
I gave you everything ya needing
And now I'm being
Crumped up and Thrown away like tissue with some semen 
Like I am a demon
Exercise me just to turn me to afree man
make me heman
wake me up like I am dreaming 
A new reality is what I'm needing
So now you see thats
Why I'm fleeing

Everyone wants love

But no one wants to give it
It doesn't make sense


Lil mama gave me love but it was curb side
No salt, add Mayo and a large fry
Looking at me all stank
Like I'm the bad guy
When everybody is just painting me in bad light
This is a bad blight
This isn't fight night
But If you thought that I was fine
Im really not quite 
I'm not a capper
I don't keep these words in my mind
I let em spill onto the beat
In perfect rhyme time 
In simple punch lines
This isn't crunch time
But if ya stuck between my teeth
Ill bite a little harder 
Till ya ground fine
To make it taste right
The little lemon in the mix it
Makes it bitter so I add a little more lime
An enzyme
Breaking down the beat
And make it neat
for mealtime
Consuming pieces of my brain
Like cannibals at lunch time
The punchline
Is that Im baked
And So I taste like a sweet dime


I felt like I was a tourist in my own life
My own wife
Was a Taurus
Wanna cause spite
A bull fight
Wearing red to get her in my bed tonight
Don't go right
She just stay up doing homework till the sunlight
We split quick and I moved right on to other guys
Never found no one right for the ride
Until I started slanging dope to make it by
And then I made a sale to change my life
You stole my focus with no legal right
You gave me spite
Asking me where was I tonight
I bite back but I ain't bite right
And now we just fight
And fight 
But I'm alright

Logistics
Ballistics
Looking at me You said he did this 
where's the witness 
Crackin down 
No forgiveness
no evidence so I can not equit him
No common sense 
And the ice you on is too thin 
Don't recommend
That you cause a ton of movement
But if you must
Make a fuss
Then make it real real big
Cause when the ice gives way
You gotta still swim 

you gotta still swim

you gotta keep on swimming and swimming and swimming...


extra...

Logistics is a rap narrative I wrote in a time of extreme emotional distress. it recounts interpersonal issues between me and past lovers as well as conflict driven by my twisted perception of social media acceptance and a desire to be seen and understood by others. 

I was in a lot of distress from my failing relationship, my struggle with my health and my stagnant rap career.

I made the best first, which is called "Spirit Tracks" because of the sound effect that sounds like a melodic train whistle, which makes me think of the 3DS Zelda game by the same name. 

please let me know what you think!


Logistics

Doctor doctor help me please
For I have pains in my both knees
And I just want to go to bed
But it hurts too bad inside my head

Doctor doctor help me please
For my stomach it's hurts and bleeds
And i can't afford to buy these meds
 if I don't take them ill wind up dead

Doctor doctor help me please
Doctor please Listen to me
I think I needa go to sleep
But the voices make me scream and scream 

Doctor doctor help me please
Doctor please Listen to me
I don't think you mean to be mean
But life's feeling like a bad dream

Help me
Help me
Doctor
Help me
Please help mean

Doctor doctors help me please
My lips are blue cause I can't breath
Ill do everything that you said me
But the band-aid won't help my choking

Doctor doctors help me think
My mind is twisted on the brink
Of total catastrophic failure
Ive been sick and never better

Doctor doctor help me please
Doctor please Listen to me
I think I needa go to sleep
But the voices make me scream and scream 

Doctor doctor help me please
Doctor please Listen to me
I don't think you mean to be mean
But life's feeling like a bad dream

Help me
Help me
Doctor
Help me
Please help me

I'm alone

Can't do this all alone

Doctor help me

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