百万の秘密の番人

Mhm, yuh, mhm, yuh mhm, uhm
You mind telling why you feel this way?
You answer questions that they fail to say
You're out the box so you feel insane
Yeah, i been answering questions they fail to ask and it's
So bad for a mind that's losing happiness
And i feel irrelevant but in the time being
I asked em if they wanna hear my soul sing
I told em pick a damn side is it life or me?
She made a promise that she'll never ever lie to me
But you know how that goes
Most of the love is just for the show
And on the topic of show's
Shorty became one
I told her we can become one
But i feel numb
But she want nothing but lust
She wanna suck on the thumb
But i'm feeling like im different in this industry
And lyrically,
I been on top of the clouds touching heat
Smoke up on a beat just like it's keef up in this
World
Fail to keep love so it's "fuck a girl"
Falling in this void
So it's "fuck a core"
Starting to feel swallowed by the hell
Happiness will not prevail (never)
I been tryna focus on music
But fail to focus on myself
And on the topic i been rapping
Sacrifice it for the wealth
Okay, hold up
Let me recourse
Yes, all my actions
Try to reminisce my past
Oh yes what happened (what?)
But i cant i'm ill minded
Losing hope with god
Tryna follow god
But oh my god he done put me in doubt
And i'm just tryna live it
Fucking my mind tends to come with it
I'm tryna push my limits but blowing my brains just comes with it
Friends think i'm getting dark with this shit
They fail to check on me
I got a good mind, a bad past
That's a good recipe
If you're asking me of course
Fail to compare my illness to others
It could be worse
I'm a good minded soul
But i tend to put myself first
I put music on my mind
But it tends to do the worst
At fourteen slaughtering
Sixteen, he called again (hello?)
Seventeen, everybody rapping for the damn trends
I'm just tryna make that all end
Well, i'm feeling like i have no friends
Lemme say something,
Tryna make it in this industry with no plans
Seeing everybody collapse around me
No offense
I was fourteen making songs, talking shit
It's no offense with it
I've grown up ever since
I've seen the wrongs in it
I hop on beats and tend to vent
Yeah it's just my thing
I'm at a young age, i'm feeling piss poor
I'm chilling smoking with the beat
But fuck a Newport
Try to make a better me but i ain't got a core
Now hold up, let me talk one more moment
Run the beat back, i told you i'm ill minded
But nobody seems to see that
I tried to talk to god but he done failed to call me back
It's sad that, i been reminiscing bout' my past bad
I'm on a kill streak with my mind
Now where the LSAT?
(i like that one)
Get it? that's a reference to something i love
He's always his damn mind talking bout' entities
It's something random, i don't know he's on a frenzy
I been screaming for their help but nobody will save me
It seems like the demons been chasing
These dreams feel like it's wasted
As i said i'm out this world but where the spaceship?
I got a stone cold heart
Almost compare it to pavement
I never talked to the angels, only heard satan
Or maybe that's my mind talking
Yes, here i am again
I'm a young fallen angel
I so claim i'm rebellious (yes)
I keep rapping with this shit
I'm out the world like an alien
Shoutout xen, yes bitch that is my alias
Shoutout my ego cause that been tripping on the daily bitch
I didn't mean to cuss at you
That's the way it just fits
I'm trapped up in my damn mind
I'm screaming throwing damn fits
I'm sitting here fighting demons
I'm on my Mike Tyson shit
I'm throwing fists bitch
And shoutout hell i'm on it's wishlist
You can't get me this year, so just try next Christmas, ugh