Taps on the shoulder, understand the gravity

I read up on the spoilers, none of it was grabbing me

Paranoid delusion, getting comfy with abuse

Knocking teeth with absolution, wouldn't stump me if it's loose

I've seen more people fade away than I can count on every digit

I can try to make amends or fucking flex and let 'em miss it

It's my birthday, mama, and on my worst days, mama

I see a ghost inside my mirror and he tells me I'ma die

Two blunts to the face, the coolest piggy in the sty

Used to ride with my demon, 'til it bit me in the eye

.5, that's the POV, the portion of the pie

All these cries for attention, couldn't ignore it if I tried

Brain fried to the tubes, catch a ray up in the eye

Can't lie, you was food, trynna lay up, get denied

Let it slide, try to slime me, I'm the slimiest alive

Try to hide up in the voices, when the tiniest obliged, you a lie

I'll stand on it 'til I die

I'll stand on it 'til I—

'Til I die, 'til I die

'Til I die

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