The skin up on my fingers has been stripped back by my teeth

These circles of thoughts been looping circles round me

Been struggling to sleep some

Drifting in a deep slump

Slipping into hues of blue and black I chase my sanity

Call me when I'm famous you can call me in a couple weeks

(Oh my! Greg!)

Baby what's the worst thing that could happen

Control is an illusion

So let go of your future

Cos maybe something crazy might untangle your confusion

Or maybe life escapes because you're useless

Or maybe life is ruthless baby

Worse shit could happen might happen like hella soon.

Homies all act like they life's like the movies.

Slick where the fools sleep

Thick in a mood

While they play games, make moves.

Kids with they games ain't cool

We mitigate risk while they fake straight through

Fuck em

Your old pal mike still relevent

While these clowns act benevolent

I'm evil and I'm stopping in forever

Kid.

Baby what's the worst thing that could happen

Control is an illusion

So let go of your future

Cos maybe something crazy might untangle your confusion

Or maybe life escapes because you're useless

Or maybe life is ruthless baby

It's kinda like the earth stopped spinning for a minute on some scene cut from dream shit.

The devil on your chest plus you're slurring your speech and

Ain't no one speaking

Looking for a womb that you could crawl in

Maybe cry for like a month straight.

Tryna hide from pain but also hiding from your dumb fate

Stuck with shitty middle men you signed with.

Hit em with precision make your mind kid.

Or maybe find a failure you could hide your fucking lies in.

(What the fuuuuuuuu)

Baby what's the worst thing that could happen

Control is an illusion

So let go of your future

Cos maybe something crazy might untangle your confusion

Or maybe life escapes because you're useless

Or maybe life is ruthless baby

The skin up on my fingers has been stripped back by my teeth

These circles of thoughts been looping circles round me

Been struggling to sleep some

Drifting in a deep slump

Slipping into hues of blue and black I chase my sanity

Call me when I'm famous you can call me in a couple weeks