Wrist split tipping the crucifix 
Blunt rips on my lips and i can’t get a grip 
Picking up my phone like who is this 
I don’t wanna talk feel dead inside 
Alone in my bed when u cry but I’m here on this trauma ride 
Smoke blow Ocean so low in the tide 
No emotion but I’m coping as the crows circle by 
Prozac Adderall Zoloft in my head won’t fix shit 
Have me sinking deeper deep into my own abyss 
Is it psychosis that have me thinking that they full of shit 
Burning the bridges saying fuck you as soon as they switch 

Taking the edibles to sleep then I’m smoking a loose leaf
Demons speaking thru me saying that they want me to bleed 
Saying that want me to see they don’t want me to breathe 
You don’t want me to leave, can’t find the words to speak 
You don’t want me to lean on your shoulder heavy 
Put the flame to the game weed all in my brain
I’m insane with the blade I done caused all my pain 
Laid in my grave I’m too much to maintain 
caused my fate 
done, too late 
I guess I’ll wait until I’m remains

If I Were To Lean On Your Shoulder It Would Break [prod.alexmilano]

Fuck the pain won’t go away 
Blowing o’s Smoke dissipate
Up too late I fucking pace
Won’t you take this life away 
I be smoking that moon rock
Miss my bro tho we don’t talk 
See im dead the way I walk
on my windshield raindrops 
Tears blending with the rain
Hate myself I self berate
Guess I have the  Mary Jane
I’m empty I’m alone 
need the weed, I’m on my own 
Don’t call my phone  
Find my body it’s just bones 
roaming round my gravestone
Blunts packed laid back i decay I’m slipping
Every morning wishing that i didn’t feel like quitting 
Wrist slice body hit the ice now I pay the price 
text my homie Chris i dip and take the flight

Produced by oceanash

Empty Tank, Empty Eyes

pistol packin (prod.usertrillest)

FirstPlace (Prod. By UNSCARRED)

Looking outside as it rain 
Too many thoughts in my brain 
Too many to take 
2 am I wake to demons late
They always keep me up my eyes ache
won’t leave a trace 
Don’t let me pace 

Don’t let me 

Another day being so negative
Smoking the indica sedative 
Cant talk to even my relatives
Came out the swamp and the mud
When it rain always making it flood 
Imma gonna draw my own blood 
Smoking no mid of the bud 
Realtree covered up 
All black in the rain 
Fall back in my brain 
Thoughts won’t go away they a stain 
Fuck I might just go insane

Blunt lace but what is it for
I’m so high but I keep wanting more
Hot box don’t open that door 
Smoke- Smoking the blunt as the rain will fucking pour

I got hella thoughts when I’m weak 
Cross faded when I speak 
At a loss every week 
Dab the sauce until I tweak 

Looking outside as it rain 
Too many thoughts in my brain 
Too many to take 
2 am I wake to demons late
They always keep me up my eyes ache
won’t leave a trace 
Don’t let me pace 

Don’t let me 

Produced by oceanash

Pace

[FREE] [DUBSTEP X TRAPMETAL TYPE BEAT] [PROD. 715 BEATS]

TORSiON Feat. A$h [[Prod.YOUNG MESA]]

addenvale (freestyle)

CLONAZEPAM

DeadWinter Deluxe (TheDrugEra)
Cali666 ($ix$erpant)
6thRicky (Sleepy Hollow)
XFolk (BiggyFolk)

Cali666x6thRicky & XFolk- Careless Whispers (prod. ?)

Smoking getting high only time I’m feeling well
Time is going by, growing dust on the shelf
I’m that north block boy I don’t care about myself
Might grab the camo Glock, blow it then I go to hell
Been so fucking numb since I got high in Gloucester
All this acting I’m okey I could win an Oscar
Paranoia looking out my windows, hoping that this dabbing work
All this blue dream that I ’m moving like I’m Heisenberg
Going to the atm holdin up the line
Got a couple k on me, momma said im doing fine
things are looking grey, lying to ur face im aight
Looking in my eyes you can see that nothing right
5in the morning im just pacing back and forth
(Oceanash where the fuck uou at?)
Ha Bitch I’m in the north
Picked up a couple bags up why they so heavy
Bought a pound of the ground, I’m not smoking on no Reggie
Whipping in the Chevy
Head is always messy
Sipping weed gripping the machete
From the swamp and the levees
Waking in a heap, can’t hold my hand steady
Death in the corner told him that I’m fucking ready
Things in my brain still the same
still sting from the pain
Need a pill to go away
Go away, fuck this shit I want a joint
All I do I disappoint walking circles round my room thinking what’s the point
What’s the point
What’s the point

produced by oceanash

Perish In Peace

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TORSiON Feat. A$h [[Prod.YOUNG MESA]]

MAGMA

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