Im so damn sick of myself

Knowing I am nearly hopeless

I know I’m fucking it up every time I take that dose 'n die

Inside I’m on a rover moonwalking im roller coasting

Way Over soap and everyone that took this life for bogus

Fake fix

Say you take 30s, well bitch I grave dig

Shape shift up in the moment approach the ledge and let my legs lift

Only so high before I come down capsizing ya basic

Boat barely buoyant oh boy you bitches really don’t miss

Omen it’s iller seal up your damn mouth

Fuck around really quick in the whip i dash out

Pedal hit the floor

Tryna recall my aunts house

Possess no memory embedded in me but a rain cloud

Working harder than ever to slip me up

Bitching I’m doing my diligence tryna triple my double

You wish my approach was subtle to bad it’s right in your face

And I’ll never give a fuck cause I’m sick of running in place

Don’t you get it

I’m fed up in the deepest piece of being

So I’m bleeding every evening my microphone see me speaking

In these tongues the English language can barely offer some meaning

Measly fucking words I’m dying out here bitch can you not see it? Barely breathing