Cursed

Every morning
I toss and I turn
Vivid daydreams of
My potnas gettin murked
Damn bruh I feel like I'm cursed
I see demons
See my body in a hearse
Every morning
I toss and I turn
Vivid daydreams of
My potnas gettin murked
Damn bruh I feel like I'm cursed
I see demons
See my body in a hearse

Every morning
I wake up FUKED up
Can't feel shit
Mayne it feel like I'm drugged up
And I kno I won't Shakeback
Til I Fuk sumn
Kenny mill$
Gods son
Or Kenny mill$ da problem
Everything happen for a reason
I heard that from a wise one
But everything making me wanting to fukin die bruh
I need to think positively
But I want to go back in time son
And catch that bitch
Right before it fired son
Sometimes
I can't stop crying bruh
I guess you can't escape it
When your times up
I really can't explain it
How can I live
With that on my mind bruh
Crazy thoughts
Sometimes suicide thug

Every morning
I toss and I turn
Vivid daydreams of
My potnas gettin murked
Damn bruh I feel like I'm cursed
I see demons
See my body in a hearse
Every morning
I toss and I turn
Vivid daydreams of
My potnas gettin murked
Damn bruh I feel like I'm cursed
I see demons
See my body in a hearse

Once again
Oh yea I'm back
Are you ready g?
If I could've chose
Who'd be dead outta him and me?
It would've went like
Damn Kenny Mill$
Rest In Peace
What a smart guy
He worked at Zumiez part time
I loved his attitude
We had sex raw one time
I remember we went on a lick
All the way inn forest heights
We had the same aunt
We were cousins
I just told you for like the fourth time
But it didn't go that way
And in reality
It's horrifying
If I die
I don't know if
I'm knocking on heaven's door or not
I don't know how imma die
Car accident or the 40glock?
Random stabbing or da chickenpox?
Kidnapping or nuclear missile launch?

Every morning
I toss and I turn
Vivid daydreams of
My potnas gettin murked
Damn bruh I feel like I'm cursed
I see demons
See my body in a hearse
Every morning
I toss and I turn
Vivid daydreams of
My potnas gettin murked
Damn bruh I feel like I'm cursed
I see demons
See my body in a hearse

Fuk it
Ain't nobody miss me
Boy I'm bout to do it
Please don't tempt me
Ceiling fan or da smithin wesson
Or I close the garage
And slam my foot on the pedal
Better yet
Let me do it acopela
Hold up wait
Livestream it
That'll be clever
That way everybody
Could remember you better
That way everybody
Know you lost the battle with the devil
You had people
That really wanted to help you
I really wish you would've explained it better
Then maybe I wouldn't be reading this letter.
Then maybe I wouldn't be reading this letter.

Every morning
I toss and I turn
Vivid daydreams of
My potnas gettin murked
Damn bruh I feel like I'm cursed
I see demons
See my body in a hearse
Every morning
I toss and I turn
Vivid daydreams of
My potnas gettin murked
Damn bruh I feel like I'm cursed
I see demons
See my body in a hearse



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Writer(s): Kenneth Mills
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