Lately, I'm feeling numb

Lately, I wanna run

Lately, my world is broke

Lately, ice on my tongue

Maybe you are the son

Maybe I am the gun

Maybe, I pull the clip

Maybe you better run

Maybe you are the son

Maybe I am the gun

Maybe, I pull the clip

Maybe you better run

Truth is I'm not a kid but a parasite

Too much blood, might have some other people terrified

And you might know exactly where I sleep at night

But I could be a problem

You should lay low, what you gon' try?

If you want smoke, we can take it outside

'Cause the door's not far away

Yeah, the door's not far away

Maybe you are the son

Maybe I am the gun

Maybe, I pull the clip

Maybe you better run

Maybe you are the son

Maybe I am the gun

Maybe, I pull the clip

Maybe you better run

I don't wanna talk much

All the words I speak see disease and the toxins

Feelings being perpetrated

Scratched walls in the rooms of the renovation

I need ghosts, I need ghosts in the hall

We can make a toast for the host when he calls

But I don't wanna talk much

Feelings being perpetrated

Scratched walls in the rooms of the renovation

You should lay low, what you gon' try?

If you want smoke, we can take it outside

'Cause the door's not far away

Yeah, the door's not far away

If you come close, bet you gon' see

Take a fat chance, you can take it on me

'Cause the door's not far away

Yeah, the door's not far away

Maybe you are the son

Maybe I am the gun

Maybe, I pull the clip

Maybe you better run

Maybe you are the son

Maybe I am the gun

Maybe, I pull the clip

Maybe you better run

I'm that problem (Yeah, he is)

Say something (Hahahaha)

I'm that problem (He's the problem)

You say nothing (Maybe I am the gun)

I'm that problem

Say something

I'm that problem

You say nothing

(You better run

Maybe you are the son

Maybe I am the gun

Maybe, I pull the clip

Maybe you better run

Maybe you are the son

Maybe I am the gun

Maybe, I pull the clip

Maybe you better run)