Mixed Messages

Rap assassin murder my favorite talent
Syringes in every verse inject you with all my hurt
Ode to self deprecation I love when it make me cry
Avoiding your limitations I'm talkin' shit till I die

I'm shattering eggshells every step that I take
I'm training on off days to make sure shit breaks
It don't matter who listens I applaud myself daily
Self Love was the mission the winners always seem crazy

Complacent lust made me lazy, finding love made me hungry
If she leave me its fuck It rap bout bitches and money
I'm tryna get married don't send me back to the streets
Numb myself with some strippers tell em dance to the beat

I'd rather rub your feet brew some tea make a newborn
Buy you a house with a pool and a huge lawn
Don't you get it? you're my deepest fantasy
But if you go tomorrow then it's back to reality



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Spires
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