You know the feelin I’m feelin I keep it at ceiling

That’s high and the minute I start not to feel it I down me some milligrams

I need the realness to feel more surreal and it’s

Oin sync with my motives to give you my soul in an audio format

Like why he is on that?

He needed the creed to be more like assassin

To make this a habit I practiced my magic to get to this status

Almost like I planned it you took me for granted

I don’t understand why they stunned cuz they handed me come up after Fuckin run-up

I’m mannequin with my shenanigans

Hypothermic where my collar up

Give you more on the follow up

Just take of these and call me up

In the morning I’ma honor that

Whip skills where o’connor at

**** you know where to find me at

Feelin the heart of the darkness

It’s like the scope of the marksmen

Before I’m dearly departed

Think about what I’d accomplish

I Had to wait to return to this

I learned to hold off on feelin shit

Everybody don’t like how I deal wit shit

But none of y’all ever feelin this

I did

Wide lines like my eyelids

I give

You my time

I missed

The part where I find you in my designs

Like you like surprised

A I did

I’ll be the highest flight risk

You ain’t high As I’m is

My grammar fried when I’m is

Stroking her thigh like violin

Drown in her eyes then and then my spirit blind her

If she a goner I’m not gon’ find her I’ll nevermind her

Damn near rewind her

Spin her around like Americana

In homearama home where you find us