Tekst piosenki
Lately i been doing downers
It’s the drank that i smoke and the weed that i sip
I mean geeze i don’t mean to impede on ya spit
But sweet Hennessy on my lips got me leaning like it’s
Tower of Pisa
Eiffel tower tall when i brawl with my demons
I could kill em’ all but it’s meaningless
So i break bottled malt with bicuspid
I’m a tad rough on the edges
So please misery i don’t cut for my pleasure
Been up as a cloud since the down of its weather
Never proud bout the box, under sound name rebma
Ima pace my king, ima swing my knight
And hope that in sight that i might feel better feel free again
A god under stress might knee again
Don’t mean I’ve been a depressed ass deity
But i have though
Teenage god be the music
And high s 2 sophomore ima lose it
Ain’t racing with it
Rabbit vs the road runner, case better pace your limits
I been on my turtle shit, ima probably speak Japanese permanent
Y’all don’t understand me anyway
Its just when a kid speak to what the motherfucking sermon is
I’m proud with it
Got a bottle full of vodka ima drown in it
When my heart screams i should never hear the sound of it
Cause motherfucker i ain’t ’bout nothing
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