Deep End

I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you want to give me a reason I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you want to give me me All they ever say is Give me a reason for this Give me a reason for that This be the season for grips This be the season for caps Been fed up with the world got an ex on my back for far too long Bout to load up be a disturbed male gone postal better call the law They said this then they said that I'm wrapping barbed wire around the baseball bat Bout to go Negan Your about to be bleeding Mow them all down on that Ace Combat Bout to dive deep bout to Tay Zon that Holes in a row line got no strings attached But I weave them in and out when I lace the track Tie them all up pull them tight get the know with the bow Leave them out by the door cause they're not in the know Get you got get you blown out your socks on the floor Get you washed up clean brush your mouth with the soap Ring you out something mean hang you out on the rope I'm ignoring the warning signs Headfirst down from the highest dive You don't want to push me I survive My guard up like fuck your life I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you want to give me a reason I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you want to give me me Hey but you could still Look at me look at me make me a target Look at me do a little scheme mask me an artist Look around look around yeah look what I started Look at me are you looking at me hey now you're Departed Oh that's that hard shit causing hardships to the torso Even more so you get the horse going before you get drawn and quartered I can't stay on the wagon like a wino Spit fire a dragon I'm Sypro Spit bullets from the mag and they spiral Mouth off shoving cake in they're pie hole I get them stupid like that and you know this I got them blowing but that ain't a blow kiss I get you knowing I'm schooling you slow kids I get them going I'm deep and I dove shit I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you want to give me a reason I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you want to give me me Shots fire struck head outlined that mother fucker dead Hog tie truck bed slow ride blue tarp colored red Dig dirt roll it won't hurt that mother fucker dead Burn shirt wash hands new shirt I got away again Drop so drippy got wavy on ya If you want to get it got to pay me comma Bey to my Jay you can name me Carter Been bat shit like baby mama's Thousand percent I ain't the papa Been a monster all my ladies Gaga Stacking up my cake I bake the ganja Seeing straight red until my green be proper Catch me in the drop when I'm reigning down All fun and games until you play me now Looking at my life and it's crazy how Everybody's trying to fugaze clout I know a thing about a view or two Play dead that's the newer you All the things you assume are true Diving down deep to a bluer hue I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you want to give me a reason I've been trying not to go off the deep end I don't think you want to give me me