Remix 5
Lyrics

Verse 1:
I'm 
Stuck moving with basic
Maneuvers like a white chick getting a face lift
Luck proving I'll make it
In this game of life while they testing my patience
I just need to face it 
And chase it
Get up off of the pavement
Use that shit and build a better future for the ones that you came with
That's facts bitch
I just switch it
Like the channel
When you press the button
Pump it up like Budden
I ain't one to fuck with
Vision blurry
Cup is muddy
Not your buddy
Fuckin nutty
Like professor
Eddie Murphy
Getting dirty
Down and out
Start to fill myself with doubt
Filled with stress 
It's a mess
But I'm
Filled with knowledge like I'm Jimmy
You a fairy you with Timmy T
On the come up I'm ascending
Cuz I live what I speak
You don't live you just tweet
And send that shit out like it's what you're about
But we see right through it I think it's time it came out
Like a homo it's no more
For you tho
I roll dope
When I rap
Take a doodoo right up on the track

Verse 2:
Hold the fuckin phone tho
I ain't one to take a photo
But I fuckin have a photographic memory when I think of the shit y'all bitches do to me
And that's just how it be
I don't trust you or your fucking homie
Got that shit locked on like a fucking homing
Missile when it strikes you'll be knowing
It was me and only me
Cuz I'm fucking lonely
On this fucking journey 
To the center of Earth
Pass the OG
I am Obi
Kenobi

SMUCKERS (Remix)

Track 6 from Mixed Bag

Lyrics

Verse
On this overnight flight yeah
Travel round the world oh yeah
Take a look out window yeah
See what I can conquer yeah
Spark a J up on this plane
Close to God can't feel my face
In other words I'm high as fuck
Pop a bottle that's what's up
Feeling cool up in the sky
Chilling sipping getting high
Dank ass weed I'm feeling fly
Bitches sitting on my thighs
Feel so good I love this life
Compare this to super size
Extra bang for all my buck
Got Grey Goose I ain't talking duck
I don't know where my iPhone went
Don't give a fuck just take a sip
Left all my problems when the plane got sent
Little turbulence better chill for a bit
Pilot got control I ain't worried bout shit
Pay em good money he the best in the field
Got good chefs making me good meals
Turn my music on and we vibing out bitch
Couldn't make this up I ain't dreaming bout shit
Just living life and enjoying this shit 
Feeling like a captain and this is my ship
Tearing through the clouds making noise now bitch
Flights overnight be the best there was
Just do me and sip from the cup
Smoking dopalicious I feel vicious when I'm in the air
Floating with the riches I feel sickness when I'm unprepared
Gloating to the bitches I feel witness when I'm under their
Limelight I just might fight anybody who don't ever care
I write all these fine lines when I need someone to come and hear
I like to just fly high when I feel I gotta bigger fear
Pilot over intercom he tells us that we're almost there
I don't wanna come down cuz the ground just makes me feel ensnared
Few minutes left in the flight now damn
I don't really wanna come down damn
Look out window I can see the runway
I don't wanna go that one way
But I know I got it someday
I can come back up on Sunday
It's just Friday
I do this all day all my way
I know this is not the highway
Fuck that driveway
I like runways
I love flying
I love getting high
On the plane up in the sky
Feel the plane touch down ask why
See the ground I'm getting low
Wish it could've gone real slow
But I take this plane again overnight
That's just how I roll
Mothafucka how I roll

Outro
[Pilot]: "Attention passengers, we've now reached our destination. We hope you enjoyed the flight and have a nice day."

Overnight Flight (Prod. PK)

Track 7 from Mixed Bag

Lyrics

Intro
Uh mic check, mic check, mic check, 1-2, like
Uh mic check, mic check, mic check, like 1-2-3 uh

Verse 1
I go through problems like they are walls and I'm the Kool-Aid Man
I seek to solve em and just resolve em when I take a stance
I reach for mountains when I sink lower than my circumstance
Worries be lifted when I just hit them with my upper hand
I got many bands in the pocket of my pants
Stacking paper higher than the tower that's in France
Feeling worthless I just go buy things to feel enhanced
Never felt this different since I went and dropped Advance
Everything is changing feel like I'm a brand new man
Music leveled up it's growing faster than I planned
All this work I'm doing got me yelling how damn
I've been rapping for some years and never missed a jam

Chorus
I got these worries
Got me all in a hurry
I got these worries
Shower harder than a flurry
I got these worries
So many damn worries
I got these worries
Too many damn worries
I got these worries
So many damn worries
Too many damn worries
Too many damn worries

Verse 2
Got so many worries you would think that i was troubled
But I fight to beat em then they come back being doubled
Try to keep my sanity and actions really subtle
Cover face with smile act real happy when I'm bundled
With these people round me but it's never that easy
Told that loving people giving kindness really cheesy
So I kept a cold heart
For the world from the start
Never gave a fuck or even had a time to part
Ways with my reality let feelings just fall apart
That's the way I grew up mothafucka fuck em all
It's just me and music yeah we gonna have a ball yeah
Only source of happiness is when I go and fall yeah
Too many worries coming up to bat yeah
I should just say fuck it and just go in have a night like
And just go in have a night like
And just go in have a night like yeah

Worries (Prod. Broke Boi)

Final track from Mixed Bag

Lyrics

Intro
Fuck man, let's just end this shit right here on some soulful ass beat
This has been Mixed Bag
It's been a fun ride
I'm glad to be back
Let's do this

Verse 1
Uh yeah I come through with the raps like yes
Fight all the demons got me feeling so stressed
But I'm really climbing up the ladder I wreck
Drop so many bombs call me fucking Iraq
I practice and practice till I make perfect music just invest
In me I promise that I am worth it when I beat this quest
I just be working till I am hurting and I grab my checks
From my job quickly then I go cash out when I need respect
From all these phonies who can go blow me after I break necks
Got all these lyrics that I will rap all up inside my head
Cuz I know

Chorus
Ain’t gonna stop till I reach the end goal
Mothafucka that's the way it goes
Ain't gonna stop till I reach my end goal
Ain’t gonna stop that's the way it goes
Uh yeah
That's the way it goes
When I hit the goal
And reach the pinnacle like

Verse 2
Ay ay ay
I go quick when I go spit
I don't give a fuck
I just go sip
I just go shit
On these fakes
Who don't wanna win
I don't wanna lose
I go all in
I drop all chips
Into the pot
I write raps
I don't wanna stop
I keep it going
I don't flop
Switch it all up on em when I go for medals
Stomping out the problems got me feeling like rebels
Haven't seen her in a while time to say hello
Damn that booty looking juicy man it look like jello (Man that look like jello)
Time for me to ask her out and make her my new fellow
My God
I love rap
I love making songs in fact
I'm the one that keeps it rad
I'm the one that keeps it true
I'll send your ass to the gulag without time to parachute
I'm the one I know I get it when I fucking spit it on the track
Who is that?
Oh it's me
Beating your ass in the ring
Uh yeah
Mothafucka I be feeling extra when I grab the mic
I don't really give a shit though
Mothafucka I be feeling extra when I grab the mic
I don't really give a shit though
I don't really give a shit though
I don't give a shit
You can get up off my dick
Mothafucka stop that's sick
I know that you are a bitch
I don't wanna hear you talk so just give it a lick
Tootsie pop
I go pop
On the beat
When I fucking just rap
So pristine
I don't know what I do when I go for dreams
Uh yeah

Chorus

Verse 3
*off the top*

Outro
Mixed bag mixed bag
This a fuckin mixed bag

The End Goal (Prod. versus)

Remix 11. Remix to celebrate the release of Mixed Bag.

Lyrics

Verse:
I drop in kick you in the fuckin domepiece
Maximize power levels when I release
Brand new music for your ears I'm yelling oh jeez
Realign the chakras gotta find my inner peace
Gotta find my inner peace I glow
Mixed Bag is popping mothafucka I know
Shoot for the stars then I aim for the moon
Pop smoke out the revolver high noon
Escalated feeling elevated from the raps
I don't wanna do it General Akbar it's a trap
Feeling like I went and caused some problems cuz I snapped
On these beats for many years let's see how they react
Uh
Cuz I do it real quick
I don't care what the info is
Off a bean now
Not talking pinto bitch
Get your ass out the play
Go and sit on bench
I work quick when I'm stuck in a pinch
Under no pressure stress never gonna hit
Get under skin like when mosquito bit
Get ya itchin' for a fixin' of my fuckin tunes
Better listen when I get em out to all of you
See it from eyes this my fuckin point of view
Uh this my fuckin point of view
Spread my wings then I went and flew
Unlike your story mine is true
Cuz I do what I feel
This a fuckin banger mothafucka know the deal
Keep it on film yeah you know it is so real
Mixed Bag is out and I know I gotta steal
Every fuckin stream from others who don't know the field
Who don't know the field like uh
Cuz I go kill shit like I am it
You fucks back up so quick
I'm sick like I'm COVID
19 I lean on cream
I seem obscene
I go for dreams
Lose weight I keep
Stay up no sleep
I go for green
Uh I go for green cuz I am the one with the team like uh
You fuckas back up like uh

Never (Remix)

Intro from "whatiswrongwithme?"

Lyrics

Chorus
I feel insane
I feel insane
I feel insane
I feel I feel yeah

Verse 1
I feel insane
I feel unbothered
Don't know what to do with that
Lost all ways in the head
I don't wanna come back
I just wanna come down
I don't wanna talk about that 
Cuz I feel like I am lost I know that
I feel like I'm lost I know that
I feel like I'm lost I know that uh

Chorus

Verse 2
Truly lost it
Never gonna feel good
Work till my coffin
Always gonna want more
Smoke got me coughing
Got my fuckin eyes sore
Uh got my fuckin eyes sore
I feel stuck so goddamn stuck
I'd give a fuck if I made bucks
But got no luck I know what's up
I lost my drive it took a dive
So bottle sip is where I hide
I just smoke and get real high
Useless life is where I die
Lay it all out got no pride
Time for me to pick a side
Choke these bugs that pesticide
Or walk with em that poor life
Uh that poor life
Better settle down and figure out my path
Never wanna waste it get up off my ass
Anxiety is winning gotta hope it pass
Heartbeat is thumping gotta slow that down
Start breathing slower I can feel it now
Demons walking closer I can feel them round
Music makes me calmer gotta love that sound
Gotta love that sound uh

Chorus

Verse 3
Pain is my main attribute
I know it when it hits the nail
On the head or coffin
I be scoffing when I feel a shred
Of endorphins to my brain
I know it's fake cuz I feel dead
Mentally and physically I'm not unique
This feeling's bleak
I just have an instinct to get in sync
With my afterlife
I must give an inkling of my thinking
To my other side
That sounds dark but I know it's true
I found hope but I look for flukes
Don't believe shit till I see it through
That's the way it goes because my mental state is fucked
I just need to get it tucked
Into my bed when I go to sleep at night
Never think about nightmares
Oh my God not one in sight
Oh my God not one in sight
I just need to think bout things that are so bright uh

Chorus

I Feel Insane (prod. Stoic)

Track 2 from "whatiswrongwithme?"

Lyrics

Pre-Chorus
Insomnia (x6)

Chorus
Up all night don't know how to sleep
Brain keeps racing when I'm under sheets
Miles a minute I can't keep eyes closed
This a fuckin problem cuz whenever I go
Lay down in the bed I can feel my soul
Yelling at me louder telling me to count sheep
Jumping over fence man it really ain't deep
Falling asleep is a really big feat

Verse 1
I know sleep is the one thing I need
When I fuckin lay my head on the pillow
Things getting real low when I fuckin make dreams
Pain's getting real tho when I fuckin fake dreams
I don't seem to love what I do
Whenever I come across a dream true
Mind in clouds I wish that I knew
How things went whenever I flew
Up to space I need to find me
Live a life that's not a fantasy
Maybe then I'll finally go to sleep
That'll be perfect finally find peace
I'd love that I need to retreat (Cuz I'm)

Chorus 2
Up all night don't know how to sleep
Brain keeps racing when I'm under sheets
Miles a minute I can't keep eyes closed
This a fuckin problem cuz whenever I go
Lay down in the bed I can feel my soul
Yelling at me louder telling me to count sheep
Jumping over fence man it really ain't deep
Falling asleep is a really big feat
Closing my eyes is a really nice treat
Insomnia be bugging I don't wanna see defeat
Uh I don't wanna see defeat

Bridge (x2)
I be lost in my head when I lay
Down in my bed for the rest of the day
Ain't much to it so here let me say
I fuckin hate insomnia but it's here to stay

Pre-Chorus

Verse 2
Nah really man this sleeping shit has got me fucked up
I don't really seem to feel alive when I be clocked in
I just keep my eyes focused when I be all locked in
And I think about the future every time I walked in
But that's just life I guess
Looking for a way out but it's obvious
To be the fuckin man you gotta conquer it
To be the fuckin man you gotta stomp this shit
Seems that you gotta figure out how to own up
To the fuckin problems that you hold when you messed up
Sip the liquor till you figure that you never messed up
Then you wonder why you're lost and never really felt love
Then you take that shit to bed and never really close eyes
Cuz you wonder why the fuck you never hit the bullseye
Hurts to say it but you're able to feel pain in your mind
Man this shit is hard to say it but it's just how I find
Security in insecurities that I have
These are things that make me feel so sad
Lemme go to sleep to forget what I lack
But I just remember about the one thing I have 

Outro 
Insomnia (x3)

Insomnia (prod. Pieper Beats)

Track 6 from "whatiswrongwithme?"

Lyrics

Chorus
Reasons
Give me fuckin reasons
I need all the reasons
Why I fuckin believe em
I need reasons
Give me fuckin reasons
I need all the reasons
Give me fuckin reasons

Verse 1
Uh
I need all the reasons for the stack
Get ya knife out of my back
You a stupid cunt how is that
I be getting dirty when I freak out on the mic
You be nerdy every time you come to speak about your life uh
Cuz I be feeling it
Whenever I claim the win
You just be crying bitch
Let me just take a sip
Oh I be clean
I feel pristine
I come with it
While you fuckers seem to lack instead jeez

Chorus (x2)

Verse 2
Who the fuck you think you talking to
I'll knock your lights out and your brother's too
I am a fuckin beast I am an animal
I'll feast all on your family
I'll cause all of the damage jeez
I don't care that your blood release
I don't care that you're pleading please uh
I don't give a shit
The monster in your closet
Keep yourself hidden
I will find you quicker then
Sniff you out so fast
That breath is gonna be your last
I'm a murderer
Call me Michael Myers huh

Reasons (prod. Apollo Young)

Track 5 from "whatiswrongwithme?"

Lyrics

Chorus
I'm searching
I'm searching
I'm searching for some time to save my life
I'm searching
I'm searching to save my life
I'm searching 
I'm searching
For life for life

Verse 1
Cuz I wasn't sure if things would turn out how they did
I wasn't sure if they could understand my pain
So I know what to say and where to go
Know where to go

Chorus

Verse 2
I'm searching for the meaning of life
Can never tell what is right
Because I know what is wrong
I do that shit all alone
Somebody pass me a bone
So I can feel I'm at home
I need to get in my zone
Track the steps to progress
I don't wanna regress
I need out of this mess
I feed into these pests
I freed others from stress
Freed others from stress
I freed others from stress

Searching (prod. Marow)

Track 4 from "whatiswrongwithme?"

Lyrics

Intro
I've been wanting better days
I've been needing better days
That's all I have left to say is
I've been wanting better days
I've been needing better days

Chorus
Better days
Better days
Man I need em all to stay
Better days
Better days
Pray that they just come today
Better days
Better days
Hope the bad days go to waste

Verse 1
Grew up with the issues that just festered up inside
I just hide
All the feelings that I know will hurt my pride
But I like
To imagine places better in my mind
I will find
Those in better days that will just coincide
We can ride
On this rocket ship that takes us up to sky
I get high
Block out memories of past endeavors why
Do I write
Bout these fantasies that never come to life
Cuz I dream
That one day I can become more than my dad
It is sad
Family broken that's what caused me to just crash
Falling fast
Hit the ground and then my soul begins to crack
Heart I lack
Open up myself my mother starts attacks
I get mad
Sisters close to me we are a real triad
That's a fact
In reality I'm lonely as can be
I can see
I should focus on my sorry mental health
I need better days before I lose myself
I said I need better days before I go and lose myself like uh

Chorus

Bridge (x4)
I've been unraveling all the thoughts up in my head
They are scary and dark enough to make people wish they're dead
I mean it's obvious I'm ominous whenever I go to speak
But it's promising to know that I am not the one who's weak

Chorus

Better Days (prod. Stoic)

Track 3 from "whatiswrongwithme?"

Lyrics

Chorus
I'm so clueless
I can't seem to
Find my path
It's in the rear view
You're so clueless
You can't seem to 
Hear my words
They're in the past news

Verse 1
Ay what's up mothafucka I don't know what I am doing
When I come thru mothafucka I be fuckin fluent
In the money talking I speak wealthy and be stupid
Intelligent and elegant with the fuckin garments
Lemme just direct you like a fuckin Garmin
That means GPS
I'm here see the best
Heal you up CVS
Break you down CPS
Eat you up kiss your chest uh
Groovy mothafucka looking so damn clean uh
Not a sense of mental being so obscene uh
Never seen a mothafucka shine like me uh
Got the fuckin diamonds and they go bling bling uh
Switching up my styles like you can't believe uh
I'm a fuckin fashionista

Chorus

Verse 2
Both sides of the fence baby bisexual
Feel this fuckin album just make sure it is contextual
Rock the boat a little yeah this ain't a fuckin kiddie pool
We just cruise a little bit and drink until we feeling cool
Feeling cool and dizzy we get busy on the floor
Bodies rubbing closer I'm supposed to feel adored
Admire all these hotties dropping booties to the ground
This a fuckin party yeah we gonna fool around uh
I feel sexy I feel hot
I am all the things you're not
That includes all the perfections
You're not allowed up in my section
I'm not one to do all flexes
But I'm here to flex them

Chorus

Outro (x4)
Clueless clueless clueless uh

Clueless (prod. Stoic)

Track 7 from "whatiswrongwithme?"

Lyrics

Verse 1
I be questioning all of the things that I be lacking
What is happening
Police are shooting people dying
Things are spinning
I'd be lying
If I said I wasn't sinning
World is dirty gotta clean it
I'm the clinic
I'm the cynic
I'm the one who gets it
I don't need to be so worried when the police turn on their lights
It's so fucked up cuz I know it's only cuz my skin is white
Racial bias is so real it's sick I don't know why it's fine
No lives matter till the blacker skin can be filled up with pride
That will be the day we can rejoice and all can coincide
But with Trump in office people wanna stay the fuck inside
We must work together till we can put a end to the fight
This our chance to make a difference and make sure things can be right uh

Pre-Chorus
Questioning I've been doing all the questioning uh
Questioning I've been doing all the questioning uh
I've been doing all the questioning uh
I've been doing all the questioning yeah uh

Chorus
Questioning questioning
Need answers to questioning

Verse 2
Why the fuck these people go pretend that everything is fine
Go out in the public without masks but don't consider lives
This pandemic fucked my plans because no one can stay inside
I wish I could go and travel myself back in time
Because I
Miss the time
When I worked without a mask
It's a task
Breathing fast
People they can kiss my ass
Shitty fucks
Better duck
Before I go in and blast
To the past
They go splat
I am over it
Just so fucking over it
These people are idiots
With red hats and flannels bitch
Wish that I could finish them
They want violence
Give em it
I will silence all of them
Choke em out
I'm loving it
Take their breath
I'm evil bitch
Answer to your God real quick

Pre-Chorus

Chorus

Questioning (prod. Marow)

Track 8 from "whatiswrongwithme?"

Lyrics

Intro
Selfish
So damn selfish uh
So selfish
Just so goddamn selfish
Just so fuckin selfish
So goddamn selfish uh
All the

Verse 1 
Selfish mothafuckas wanna take advantage of me
That's the shit that will always just be above me
I got infinite realities
Come and take a peek inside and witness your fatality
I'm ruthless like a fuckin dog with rabies
Speak truth it's the second coming of a god you're fearing me
I'm the illest with the pen you'll see
Cuz I got the fire with the paper
I ignite then see you later
Mothafucka catch the fader
I'll annihilate ya
Violate ya
I'm sick with it like a chronic masturbator
Jerk it till it pop
My flow ain't ever gonna stop
Because I'm feeling it
Soul is feeling definite
I'm heaven sent
A masterpiece
Hit the button then the pain release
I will go until I find my peace
That's a fantasy until these selfish fuckas become dead to me
Until they rot in Hell with me

Chorus
Cuz these mothafuckas selfish
They so damn selfish
So goddamn selfish
They selfish
Cuz these mothafuckas selfish
So selfish
So goddamn selfish
They just so goddamn selfish uh
They so damn selfish
Goddamn so selfish

Verse 2
People seem to use you then they come back needing favors
Those the fuckas that will pop up random out of nowhere
I ain't saying fuck these people but it's better to do
That instead of dealing with them they will cut right through you
Like a stake into the heart you wonder how they could do
Evil actions quick enough to pass themselves right near you
I can hurt enough to fill a casket with all despair
Darker than a Batman flying through the midnight air
My patience thinner than a piece of paper when you tear
Rip me up and throw me out and let's see if they care
People in my life are there and then they disappear
Using me for happiness emotions never shared
That hurts more than heart attacks or when a muscle tear
I'm man enough to let y'all know I shed a lot of tears
Imma shut up end this verse and let the beat play fair
Let the beat play fair

Selfish (prod. llouis x Cadence)

Track 9 from "whatiswrongwithme?"

Lyrics

Verse 1
All I hear is that I need help man
If I knew it worked that would've been part of the plan
But I'm mentally altered to fabricate my own safety
Shit intrusive but it really just defend me, I
Battle thoughts of my ending
They seem to come off as friendly
This may sound so fuckin silly
But as I'm sitting here waiting
I'm busy self contemplating
About my future endeavors
Sometimes I think they will never
Become the truth or whatever
Because I'm lacking the energy
To destroy all my enemies
They will all be surrendering
Top the mountain so viciously
Cuz I topped that shit
And I rocked that bitch
Took it over mothafucka
I'm the captain of the ship
To the bottle I go as I take another sip
Douse me with ice I'm covered in drip
Mothafucka this hip hop
Your life going tick tock
Gonna make it short like a mothafuckin TikTok
Rick Ross cuz I'm a big boss
Whenever you're done that's another big loss
I'm not so used to being useless
Try to be dope so come and fuse this
With your style
I'm wild
I'm hot
You too busy being mild
Too busy being mild mothafucka

Chorus
And all I hear is you need help mothafucka
All I hear is you need help mothafucka
You need help mothafucka you need it
You need help mothafucka you need it

Verse 2
Well if I need help maybe you need help
Maybe you should go and make some time up for yourself
I don't need you to look after me I got it all myself
I'm a grown ass man sometimes alone is best for health
Me myself and I is all I need when I'm unglued
If I'm quiet take this as a mothafuckin clue
Write it down remember it make sure it is in ink
So you don't forget it or you even need to think
Twice about your actions when my mental starts to sink
It ain't you it's me it's hard to even make it link
Only time I'm happy's when I'm up inside the pink
It's so scary thinking that the sex is all I need
Because this life is short I need to stand tall be a king
Ask my girl to marry me and give her a big ring
Buy a house we make it ours and start a family
That's what needs to happen to make sure I'm steadily
Climbing up the ladder to success and where I lead
People in my life to make sure they can fuckin eat
But I'm creeping slowly back to where I face defeat
That's the way my brain works on a daily fuckin basis
I'll face this
I'll make it bitch
You're tasteless
You're faceless bitch
I'm classic
Fantastic bitch
Confident
I'll kill this shit
In other words I'm perfect when it comes down to the task
Of beating others to the punch and kicking all they ass
Like a nuke I'm set to blow and cause a fuckin blast
When I grip the microphone and spit these fuckin facts
What is wrong with me is something that I seem to ask
When emotions low and wounds are deep it's hard to pass
Up the sense of urgency I feel when heart rate fast
Now I understand when people come to me and say

Outro (Repeats)
You need help mothafucka you need it

You Need Help (prod. Manuel)

Final track from "whatiswrongwithme?"

Lyrics

Verse 1
I deal with these issues so much
I can feel these tissues stack up
Cannot lie I try to act tough
Every time I hurt I go nuts
Cuz I'm losing all my wits
When I go and write to this
Best believe I feel sick
Stuck in a loop can't leave this shit
Depression gonna hit uh yeah
What is wrong with me I say
My demons come out to play
They tell me it's all okay
So I smoke some more
Drink some more
Kill my body
It's my hobby
Kill my temple
Make this shit just look so simple
Make this shit just look so simple

Chorus
What is wrong with me I say
What is wrong with me I say
I don't know what is wrong with me
I don't know what is wrong with me
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Ohh

Outro
What is wrong with me
What is wrong with me
Goddamn man what the fuck is wrong with me
I can feel the pain take over my body
That's okay cuz I'm feeling fine
Feeling so fuckin fine

whatiswrongwithme? (prod. GMP x Rehman)

I’m just here to have a good time and make some fun ass music.

Braydon Williams

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