October

Crescent moon but I'm full fishing like its DreamWorks
Two face I can see it all I'm the creeper
If you talking down on me don't back up like a teaser
Final cut when I turn around I see the reaper

New shoes but I touch them up with the wax
Bleach on my shoes I need bleach on my hands
No relax cause I'm busy looking at my back
If you feel the pain leave then take a different path

Fuck every second I spend thinking about the past
Hardened heart of stone remember when it was just glass
Broken but it's fixed so I'm peering through the cracks
Look me in my eyes I treat my face like it's a mask

Fuck on these jits like I'm old
I don't want shit like I chose
You don't think I know
Two faced like Obito

I do this shit on my lone
Pull it up out of my soul
Run up you get fold
IR I ain't got no coat

I saw all my loved ones go
I know what you're on

I won't make the same mistake I put it on my soul
Bleeding with no bandage so long turned me immortal

Underground I'm low
Make my shit at home
Fuck a studio
Might delete my phone

I play all the roles
Tragic no hero
Dying young not old
Tat it on my bones

Yeah get gone
Bite like a big dog
Jesus on my neck like a headlock
Running with my woes I won't get lost



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Thurman
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