

its that loced out zoomer
infamous for my delusion
creepin deep inside your mental
causing more of a confusion

with my deep ass rhymes
reppin deep ass crimes
you dont know what im about
cause you know im out my mind

i look in the mirror what i see is an illusion
distance from myself by the devils sick intrusion

no more that i hate
stuck inside this mental state
let me smoke this shit up thats been sittin on my plate


Once I'm fucked up properly now
I can function
Acting how you want me to so
Playa why you judgin

When I'm not high
I just really wanna die
and if I don't get my fix
Ill be stacking bodies high

Heading to the liquor store
and then I get the weed
Everything is better when I'm puffing on the green


Got a pretty bitch you jealous cause
you tried shes down for me
Leave you with a toe tag if you keep tryin to speak




bustas be frontin like they completely insane
sayin oh no get away when i get up in their face
cowering from all the horrors riddled through the human race
im no stranger to it rather i look closely and i trace

give it up i see through you like some vines
aint shit cool bout you summmarize yourself within a vine
know i get to steppin when you acting out of line
but i tend to go slowly creeping on you from behind

warm heart moving through this cold of 25
im just tryna bag my future while im surfing on a vibe
cold skin numb to all yo shit and all the lies
if you hating on me too much ima leave yo ass behind

knowin im hated
but these days i can't be faded
the stress it used to burden me but now im feeling jaded
dont really need a bitch
ill still slit up on my wrist
coming at you from the north
with this psycho ass clique








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