I need tew wok all all-ohn inna dark Feelins keep killin mah hart Tear me apart When recovery start Fuck i need a dart You could study my grief an ma shame Straight A student of knowledge thats ripe keep it hype and you might graduate the scool of pain hop out the gutter to the boulevard keep the struggle light honor your family name and treat others right this is the song of the ones who get treated wrong grab a pen and listen close learn to pick em out an leave em ghost i can be your teacher atleast most this is the school of shit that hard you can call life juliard Uhh, when i meet them it always start the same old way I found my tribe my kin my kind how can it be this is a trick! No sir i wont be tricked today That old gut it starts to grumble The first sign too run boy shoo split on the double Shut your ears n turn around Dont fall for the trap just walk away If nothint else just stand your ground Yea thats it make yourself proud Let em see! The Bull. The crown. The king of taking shit sittin down. Its time to abdicate the throne, disown restraint, and finally throw some hate around Then you throw some shade and see Your blow has landed beautifully You fist your words your cruel intent Landed exactly where it was sent Then the truth then finds its way From obscurity straight into the light of day Whatever form it chooses tho It will always surely show That ive chosen wrong again Projected trauma on potiential friends The wicked in me spilling out To show them all without a doubt That im an animal unable to mend Better down the river sent So i sit alone in hell Searching dutifully for something to use as a shell Because the history does trully tell That the next time this heart opens In order to premeditate coping I will bite my tongue and think The thoughts im having should be saved for the shrink So ill push them shove em down Until they are next summoned by the sound Of the screaming when it starts In the night alone my mind departs I sit in saeance with the ghosts Of the ones who i miss most The ones who died in my arms the ones who life took special care to destroy The ones i fear i wont be able to find in whatver comes next The ones ill never meet because i wear my demons like burnt scar tissue for all too see But all they see is a monster creep or something pathetic I need to get my head seen My mind bleeds Skareee Ohhhh roll me a ball of dabby ganja Only the strong shit for me boo I dont know if ill be around much longer Tried it all but im still tormented by constant playing memories of you So i just burn fire smoke the green shit marijuanna Come sit with me i will share this shit with you Laaaa laa laa laa laa laa nuh naaa naa Laa dum dee doo dum dee doo doo Glum dum daa daa dee dum daa daa daa Dum daa dee dumm daa dum dee da
