Itch

Run up with the mac on attack Grip 45 loaded Send you running back With a back brace Back lash Pull up with the motherfucking stick This about to get a whole lot better Suffer in pain Go ahead and cry about that time you fell Got nothing to gain Unless your doctor says so then I wish you well Got an itch on my back But I can't reach Can't sleep Livin' like I really wanna get it But I never gonna get it If I think about a thing or two It takin up my time And then it taken all my credit But forget it I will never go reverse to watch my past and troubles Self-reflection on repeat so all my streams are doubled Got the blade intact Wanna cut my throat Be ahead of the game If they cut off my flow With a woven story line That's fabricated lies I tell Livin' a life in oblivious phases I couldn't tell the difference Failed suicide number 9 I fell Hit em' with a punchline Call me keanu Cuz I've been livin' 20 years But 77 of my thoughts felt like a death game Gotta stop at 4514 Cause that's spelling out the place where I die without all the pain All my secrets complicated made out as a lie Friends are playing chinese whispers tryna make it simplified Mix the words up Make it worse I'm boutta blow up like some dynamite And like I said you mix it up And nah, I might go and die All of these walls are closing Starting to run out of breath Why am I one to be chosen Feels like there's nobody left Forcing a smile but I'm choking Afraid that I'm asking for help Are you able to tell that I'm broken I just wanna feel like myself Take it all back I just wanna see red Pull that trigger better hope I'm dead Mind so fucked that I'm smoking lead Neck so tight as I pull that thread I'm sick of everybody coming round and annoying me While these killas come around and watch my ego destroying me Taking a step, killing the rest Countin' the bullets that enter your chest Pain in my head better off dead Waiting for demons to put me to bed Something I said downing my meds Can't comprehend what is roaming my head Starting again stabbing my pen Bleeding while watching our life through a lens I'm sick of all this fucking shit that Puts me to the ground I'm hanging onto life Before my thoughts begin to drown I'm stumbling around I ain't no king without my crown This quarantine got me fucked up Because of all this fucking lockdown