Hell of a day

Hell of a day

Holdin my dick

Fuck what they say

I'm doing my shit

Hell of a day

Holdin my dick

Fuck what they say

I'm doing my shit

Hell is on this Earth bitch

Holdin my dick

I could never relax

I stare at my death like we homies

Arguably fucked in my head

7, seven eight nine 10 Therapists

Talkin to myself when I was a kid

That shit feel embarrassing

What is my purpose

Shedding my skin been puttin in work

Going berzerk

Teeth on the curb blood in my smirk

Devilish smile

The weight I've been holdin, know I deserve it

Regardless I'm focused on bludgeoning curses

These demons gon follow wherever I turn

Huh

Huh

Huh

They followed me home

The knife in my back pocket sendin you on to the next writin a poem

Kissin the dirt

Feel like god put me here just to critique my response

I looked in his face and I told him the end of the world was the day I was born

Hell of a day

Holdin my dick

Fuck what they say

I'm doing my shit

Hell of a day

Holdin my dick

Fuck what they say

I'm doing my shit

Doin some damage

Fate is decided hearin the cannon

Deep in the night when we up and we plannin

This ain't no 15 seconds

This ain't no plan B

I couldn't throw up my hands

Looked in the future igniting the flames on my path

All of the sadness all of the weight

All of the trials all of the pain

Wanting to change only made me a monster

Becoming what I was afraid of

All of the lessons that come on the way

Just puttin my head down and keeping my faith was the only thing true enough

The only thing keeping from blowin my brains

Oh

Oh

Oh

I fucked up again yeah

Despite what I said find it romantic when I stare off the edge yeah

They wanted me bad now I sit back and I can't help but laugh yeah

Hopin that time is gon heal but it's funny how time is what gave out the axe yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Hell of a day

Holdin my dick

Fuck what they say

I'm doing my shit

Hell of a day

Holdin my dick

Fuck what they say

I'm doing my shit

What's the rush