Skritt

You take my blood, I'll take it back
I'll slit your throat break your neck
I'll double tap and then I jet
My bullets make up what I lack

I smoke a sack, panic attack
My head hurts so much I lost track
I can't go back, I lack the mack
I slink off to die like a cat

Golden boy, with a bad choice
I want him so I can raise him well
You haven't done a good job yet
But you think I lack the will

I'll show you just when he's a king and you've locked away shammed in grey
It comes to me as no surprise you don't listen to what I say

You thinking this, you thinking that, but not what you should tend
You think I'm this and then I snap, there's only so far I'll bend
Who do you think's behind the mask I can't ever seem to shed
You think I'll fault when turn back but I'd rather just be dead

So much on my arm makes my wrist so thick
Chain so thick, hang a grown man neck
My loud make your boy spend his whole damn check
You ask too many questions like you're Alex Trebek

Double jeopardy, yeah you won't catch me
I'm super serial, secret killing in the scene
About investing money to monopolize my green
Cos my green making green, making blue stack by my feet

Scopolamine spoken with the devils breath
Down in the desert where they hooked on meth
I used to push em pills for but never for the cred
Ditch all my friends left and right for the bread

Oh no, oh no see me take flight
Out of sight, out of mind, high as a kite
I'm not the counselor for your plight
Suicidal thinking until I sleep at night

You thinking this, you thinking that, but not what you should tend
You think I'm this and then I snap, there's only so far I'll bend
Who do you think's behind the mask I can't ever seem to shed
You think I'll fault when turn back but I'd rather just be dead



Credits
Writer(s): James Catlett
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