What's Next

Burn

Backbend

Sicke$t Bag

Beat Production: Turn3d
Mixing: Me and Dupapi
Songwriter: Me
Vocalist / Singer: Me
An even more enhancing the project for 10 hours straight: me XD.
Lyrics:
Everything  is all The Same
        I be  really goin insane
           
        Really hate my lifee 
Verse:
          I don't really trust  
          It don't make sense
          Hit it then I'm done 
         Yea that  make sense
         I  be  really tired  
            I be so stress
      No one  never  help
          Feeling hopeless
           I be pouring up 
            getting wasted
         I be popping  pills
             Ima take this
      No one  really  care
              That I Exist
        I  don't wanna live 
           I won't be miss

Thank you and hope you Enjoy My Truthful story GodBless :)

Losing Your Sanity (World Ends With You Vibes) (SceneCore) すばらしこのせかい 2007

Wrapping around each other is a good idea at times, but not the foundation of a relationship. Preversion.

Too Close

Lord of Madness

Twisted One

Mrs. Incredible (ft Lil Dommy) [prod.eggacion]

Corridor

Ima go beyond further beyond. Ima bloom, grow, and succeed! 

Yo I made this beat btw. 
Song needs a feature tbh. Couldn’t find any.

Lyrics:

Where the freak you go 
Was inside at home
Leave me on my own 
Fine I’m on my own 
Have my wave lets go
Never had my clone 
Planning in my room 
This is not my doom
Dropping stuff it’s soon 
All my stuff will bloom
Bloom
Ima zoom  
Straight to you 
Ima show what I can do 
Out my room yuh
You gon bloom bloom 
Staring at me soon 
Now you get my clue 
And I swear not blue 
All my stuff is new 
And I earn my cool cool yuh

Yuh it’s not me shut up 
Make me fall stood up
No going back grew up
All Toxic stuff threw up 

Don’t trust me you are full of 
Gave me a chance you should’ve 
Many thoughts I could’ve 
Just get better I wouldve

Further Beyond

I craft echoes from the abyss—sounds born of shattered minds and unspoken scars.
Psychologicalcore isn't just noise; it's the scream of silence unraveling, woven from trauma's threads, prophetic whispers, and the raw ache of existence.
No cheap thrills here. This horror lingers, thinks, bleeds into your thoughts, resurrecting buried memories as confessions set to rhythm.
I'm Tweak, the Twisted One. Emerging from the void with fresh drops that demand to be heard.
Join the unraveling. You're never truly alone in the madness..

I am Tweak.
And this is Psychologicalcore.
You are not alone.