Problem

Fuck is you thinking lil' boy Run up no shooter, that blade on your throat Tread lightly, I might just be losing my psyche See zombies, they mindless, incited by hype beasts I know y'all can't stand me, you think that I'm hyping Google me find me There's no defining No jewelry, no shining, just shitten Dismissive, been nice with the written My pen like Da Vinci I know this is cringing The door off the hinges Can't stop me, I'm feeling so vengeful I'm back on the whisky, been feeling so risky Controlling my history, I'm taking your listeners Fuck all that shit about taking my time I'm out this bitch, and i'm taking what's mine Patient like Jason, your heart get to racing Been silent like Myers, your heart not escaping Admired like jeepers, my eyesight amazing (yeah) Rephrasing, your structure, auxiliary bitch There is no structure, disruptive like havoc (yeah) These 808's tragic (yeah), can't check me like magic (yeah) You be in a casket (yeah), you nothing but ashes (yeah) Feeling so Fuck is you thinking There is no escape You welcome to die, in the pit full of rage My niggas, not playing, we breaking the frames Fuck is a normal, y'all loving the formal My nigga this passion, don't wait on the masses Can't fuck with the calm Insomnia daily ain't sleeping Thinking 'bout nothing but filling the morgue Fucking with life, got me feeling so torn Serial killer or work for it all Or is it the same, and I'm working too hard It seem like you thinking, but fuck is you doing? You slept on the passion, now look from a far Lost family off bullshit (bullshit) Them niggas off bullshit (bullshit) I'm calling their bullshit (bullshit) They hate all this real shit (real shit) Can't fuck with impostors They fuck up my vibe (yeah-yeah) Fuck is a sleep, I get high 'til its dusk (yeah-yeah) Come fuck with me now (now) Backwoods is burning (burning) Come mosh in the pit