Venting
Everyday I'm waking up and I'm depressed as fuck, Stressed as fuck
Why can't I ever be enough
Lil mamas talking to me it adding up
Go ahead and tell another lie, I don't give a fuck
Grim reaper your soul I'm finna snatch that
Lil bitty bih ain't finna hit ya cashapp
Malachi you so cold yeah I'm passed that
I made mistakes, I've hurt, don't think
Karma coming around I ain't worried bout a thing
Probably should be, see death all in my dreams
I've been Jubal since the fucking start
Man I feel like I'm falling apart
Mental slipping I'm feeling detached
Physical fit, liver so close to quit
Cuz this liquor I sip
Kidneys are next and my demons is barking
Early in the morning why all these demons so heartless
I'm sleep deprived, paralyzed
Staring at this dark figure in it's pair of eyes
Daily routine you know this dark specter a fiend
He thinks I'm afraid he's praying I scream
Knowing if I could move I'd make it buckle to it's knees
Frightened when he comes to me cuz rage is all he ever sees
In public I keep a smile and I crack them jokes
I can't keep faking the funk for all you fake folks
Fell from heaven and lost my halo
Demons on the prowl so a nigga gotta lay low
Tempted by serpents who want my soul shaped like J.Lo
Stressing all the time dealing with karmas say so
Why can't I ever be enough
Lil mamas talking to me it adding up
Go ahead and tell another lie, I don't give a fuck
Grim reaper your soul I'm finna snatch that
Lil bitty bih ain't finna hit ya cashapp
Malachi you so cold yeah I'm passed that
I made mistakes, I've hurt, don't think
Karma coming around I ain't worried bout a thing
Probably should be, see death all in my dreams
I've been Jubal since the fucking start
Man I feel like I'm falling apart
Mental slipping I'm feeling detached
Physical fit, liver so close to quit
Cuz this liquor I sip
Kidneys are next and my demons is barking
Early in the morning why all these demons so heartless
I'm sleep deprived, paralyzed
Staring at this dark figure in it's pair of eyes
Daily routine you know this dark specter a fiend
He thinks I'm afraid he's praying I scream
Knowing if I could move I'd make it buckle to it's knees
Frightened when he comes to me cuz rage is all he ever sees
In public I keep a smile and I crack them jokes
I can't keep faking the funk for all you fake folks
Fell from heaven and lost my halo
Demons on the prowl so a nigga gotta lay low
Tempted by serpents who want my soul shaped like J.Lo
Stressing all the time dealing with karmas say so
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Writer(s): Roy Graham Iii
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