clockwork orange

this bitch drive me psycho

blood on my sleeve, please can you check my vitals

and if I smoke I know that we gon fight more

Tell me does it feel the same

With the fucking lights off

It’s cold, submerge in a bath of blood

I know it’s bad cause.

Seems it’s not what it was but damn holding me back could

Fill the enclosure of flood, hot springs like the smoke n gas from a wood

I think nobody did it like us

actually dragging this shit through the mud

But now that shit gone, got to back pack it up

mix match my cologne with a CDG touch

done took the risk like Dracula leaking the blood

if life is fake their is no reason for us