N/A
What's your name?
Welcome, hi
I been high, don't know why but let's say grace
Rockstar like I'm Floyd go get save face
Leave rappers pink and bruised and left in disgrace
But, uh, so when did my depression hit?
Is this my chance, a quick dance and then I'm fixed?
She, Lucy got the buttons pressing in
No blessing, no rest for wick
It's AU...
My cadence influenced
Stained through
A little boy his ear caught OutKast
Next year he bought Nas
Big L, Scott & Ye, they raised him up fast
A comfort within the dark
I would cling to every word
That's where the passion did spark
And so it seems, with every line
Let out, all the pain
I'm losing my fucking brain
This shit my therapy, fuck your fucking fame
I release this shit for miscast kids
Labelled wrong so they feel like shit
What a noble little cause
Write it on your script
Get you through your day
Purpose don't you slip
Oh that boy, fucked up, po yes he is
Could not afford the O-R, Big E.R this
Corrupting my, little Timmy Tim Tim again
Blame Ultra, the evil seed in to win, cause...
My innocence was fucking robbed
It all changed at 7, and I don't see God
Yo, I be alone till I die
Cause every olive branch
I try to burn? Like why? Uh
I do this all
For the people in pain
When they hit me in the day
Saying they can relate
They fucking thanking for the track like, um
May it keep a fresh body off the tracks right
Ah, what a saint, I'mma fucking weep
We the devil, once hijacked
No hear a peep
But, uh, the way I live the way I been
I get stoned and head
Dead within a week, uh
I need love, where the drug hugs?
Need a new seek
I see some true love shit
But she outta reach
Never been an option
No love numb and...
I cannot breathe
You find your herd when the flock dead
Rosebud to the flower on the wall; shed
Leave bloom, cocoon hang... I'm up yet?
He fly away, OTW2A and?
"I'm sorry
Are you there?
Hello?"
Welcome, hi
I been high, don't know why but let's say grace
Rockstar like I'm Floyd go get save face
Leave rappers pink and bruised and left in disgrace
But, uh, so when did my depression hit?
Is this my chance, a quick dance and then I'm fixed?
She, Lucy got the buttons pressing in
No blessing, no rest for wick
It's AU...
My cadence influenced
Stained through
A little boy his ear caught OutKast
Next year he bought Nas
Big L, Scott & Ye, they raised him up fast
A comfort within the dark
I would cling to every word
That's where the passion did spark
And so it seems, with every line
Let out, all the pain
I'm losing my fucking brain
This shit my therapy, fuck your fucking fame
I release this shit for miscast kids
Labelled wrong so they feel like shit
What a noble little cause
Write it on your script
Get you through your day
Purpose don't you slip
Oh that boy, fucked up, po yes he is
Could not afford the O-R, Big E.R this
Corrupting my, little Timmy Tim Tim again
Blame Ultra, the evil seed in to win, cause...
My innocence was fucking robbed
It all changed at 7, and I don't see God
Yo, I be alone till I die
Cause every olive branch
I try to burn? Like why? Uh
I do this all
For the people in pain
When they hit me in the day
Saying they can relate
They fucking thanking for the track like, um
May it keep a fresh body off the tracks right
Ah, what a saint, I'mma fucking weep
We the devil, once hijacked
No hear a peep
But, uh, the way I live the way I been
I get stoned and head
Dead within a week, uh
I need love, where the drug hugs?
Need a new seek
I see some true love shit
But she outta reach
Never been an option
No love numb and...
I cannot breathe
You find your herd when the flock dead
Rosebud to the flower on the wall; shed
Leave bloom, cocoon hang... I'm up yet?
He fly away, OTW2A and?
"I'm sorry
Are you there?
Hello?"
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Writer(s): Kye Ultra
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