Bitch I been a slave to my damn mind state
Locked up in the cage I named "my brain," ain't that a fried egg?
No escape, Slowly I disintegrate, I'm living great, got no complaints
Straight outta the gate I hate to say you punks are fucked like you been huffin paint
Huffin duster, type of cunts do anything in order just to cuff a couple bucks 
To climb up out the rut you dug your damn self
Can't take back the hand you dealt
Hit or fold, life is cold, break the mold or sink down deeper in your hole, little mole

Stuck in a place I don't wanna stay, what are my options here
Luck runnin out like a drought til I found a way outta my consciousness 
Fear what I'm putting myself through once again
Fear that one day I'll expose my fangs 
Another day another stain upon my brain it's all the same thing

No, no, I need no help
The worst is what they wish on me, I wish on them as well
my demon's catching up with me, behind is where I fell
 I feel like I'm hiding under my cracked and beaten shell

What the fuck you want with it
Own business, mind it
Blowin chronic til I'm nauseous
I'm oddly precautious
This presence of paranoia colossal
I lost all my hope but discovered my flow because of it
Don't mean nothin tho hold the phone til you get the message
And learn the lesson and earn the blessing before you let go

I can't really even seem to deal with what I'm faced with
Grind the green and pack it roll it dome it to the face bitch
Frontin like you know me we ain't had no conversation
This I'm getting sick of, for bullshit I got no patience

Bicycleday Merch

FRiED EGG

Producer, rapper, singer, screamer & guitarist in Illinois.
1/3 of the band @vilephile

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