BAD Day (Prod.Wissery)

produced by 9TAILS

I might slide through
if I feel you
if you really know me
and what I been through
first hand
what's on the menu
whispered in my ear back at the venue
I need you
I could be the one to feed you
what you crave boo
I am hopeful that I can save you
you hate me
I love you
something that I must do
I know the struggle
I can't sit back and just watch it take you
watch it break you

I just need to find myself
I cannot take this fuck shit
faking like friends just to chase new wealth
don't stop if they gotta cheat, steal, sell
I smell that aura
eyebrows melt
way too strong
couldn't match the scent if I was smoking top shelf

eyes bright red
and they green like elf
will so strong when my mind so gone
scratch plans like feral cats
make new jingles like ferrell elf
wrestlemania title belt
when it comes to doing it by myself
I don't feel to hot in my mental
but I write as my outer self
bowl piece full of pot on the menu
my methods are killing my health
I'm overworking myself
I'm low on stories to tell
I started searching for topics inside of me
I tend to pick on myself
I tend to beat on myself

I been willingly naive
to the operation of the earth
people lining up to guide me
like their own life don't work
feel like dirt
when they mass reply me, fry me,
tell me to get back to work
mans still sad and he needs my words
lately they would take it all except my shirt
except my tee
killing myself with the do re mi
this music bleeds
it's what I need
what I need

I might slide through
if I feel you
if you really know me
and what I been through
first hand
what's on the menu
whispered in my ear back at the venue
I need you
I could be the one to feed you
what you crave boo
I am hopeful that I can save you
you hate me
I love you
something that I must do
I know the struggle
I can't sit back and just watch it take you
watch it break you

I don't speak well
I don't text well
I don't love well
searching for a time
when I had memory for storage
nah
like a careful thief
it never rings a bell
what was life before the smoke smell
before the yellow spit
I hear the lunch bells
talking way back
lunch packed
stuffed inside of my scooby-doo knapsack
throwback
flashbacks

in my dreams I guess I'm missing that
I'm the same me as that child
it's just not as hype now everytime Santa's back
life got whack
times changed time flew so much faster past
reach out grab my hand
one wrong move you're on your ass
fuck the facts
sometimes we just want our feelings backed
I'm never laxed
mind been way too active to even think of rest

I might slide through
if I feel you
if you really know me
and what I been through
first hand
what's on the menu
whispered in my ear back at the venue
I need you
I could be the one to feed you
what you crave boo
I am hopeful that I can save you
you hate me
I love you
something that I must do
I know the struggle
I can't sit back and just watch it take you
watch it break you

I know you hate me
and I don't blame you
yuh

thankyou for listening

late pm

produced by 9TAILS

fragile mind
I'll find a way inside I know
let her ride
bring the heat until the drive is white snow
you can't cry
and spring that guilt on me I hope you know
I don't lie
I'm just speaking different truths on the low

lemme go
friends step in show girlie to the door
whole scene started moving slow-mo
I thought we got her out
but she just hit me for her phone
enough about phones
fuck a phone
my love meant nothing if I didn't give you passcodes
going through my bag when I'm stoned
who is it that you think I'm tryna bone
oh no I can barely text you back
let alone hoes
let alone bros
even my own family barely catch me before the tone
they think I got cold
think I got a stained soul
really I'm just tryna mix these vocals to the beat
it's about the only time I go airplane mode
never left my country far as airplanes go
I got people hitting me to book paid shows
no passport guess I'll reach the venue on a boat
lake Ontario could take me to Buffalo
the waters hella cold this time of year so I don't know
still I hit you with the news right away
but you just brush it off no "wow, thats great"
no "can't believe your passion is the way you're getting cake"
even if you did hype it it would feel fake
it would feel so played out
too custom made
acting like I made it there'd be nothing you could make
god damn

fragile mind
I'll find a way inside I know
let her ride
bring the heat until the drive is white snow
you can't cry
and spring that guilt on me I hope you know
I don't lie
I'm just speaking different truths on the low

thankyou for listening

BAD Day (Prod.Wissery)

M.E.L

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