A Priori
A Piori no one says "Damn what a story"
I got some bands, no flippling like dory
Start at 13, no dilatory (Ah, Ah)
What the fuck is real,
How do I know if her bag is teal?
Objective or not, im in my feels
Objective or not, life stay spinning like wheels
My sense they lie, so who do I trust?
No crisis, but mental combust,
Of lies, and mental distrust,
Look at myself, nothing at all, only disgust.
(Oh hecks nah)
This shit go crazy, sprinkled with gravy
Im going crazy, my shit is not mainstream, (Gon be soon)
Lil bitch you hate me?
Lil bitch you crazy,
Lil bitch you hit me? My vision is hazy,
Pack it up, hate it,
Lil bitch replace it,
My knowledge is endless, my brain is just faded.
Me and my track are quantum entangled,
Him and his car are bulletly spangled
(Speech from XXXTentacion, on NoJumper)
A Piori no one says "Damn what a story"
I got some bands, no flippling like dory
Start at 13, no dilatory (Ah, Ah)
What the fuck is real,
How do I know if her bag is teal?
Objective or not, im in my feels
Objective or not, life stay spinning like wheels
My sense they lie, so who do I trust?
No crisis, but mental combust,
Of lies, and mental distrust,
Look at myself, nothing at all, only disgust.
(Oh hecks nah)
I got some bands, no flippling like dory
Start at 13, no dilatory (Ah, Ah)
What the fuck is real,
How do I know if her bag is teal?
Objective or not, im in my feels
Objective or not, life stay spinning like wheels
My sense they lie, so who do I trust?
No crisis, but mental combust,
Of lies, and mental distrust,
Look at myself, nothing at all, only disgust.
(Oh hecks nah)
This shit go crazy, sprinkled with gravy
Im going crazy, my shit is not mainstream, (Gon be soon)
Lil bitch you hate me?
Lil bitch you crazy,
Lil bitch you hit me? My vision is hazy,
Pack it up, hate it,
Lil bitch replace it,
My knowledge is endless, my brain is just faded.
Me and my track are quantum entangled,
Him and his car are bulletly spangled
(Speech from XXXTentacion, on NoJumper)
A Piori no one says "Damn what a story"
I got some bands, no flippling like dory
Start at 13, no dilatory (Ah, Ah)
What the fuck is real,
How do I know if her bag is teal?
Objective or not, im in my feels
Objective or not, life stay spinning like wheels
My sense they lie, so who do I trust?
No crisis, but mental combust,
Of lies, and mental distrust,
Look at myself, nothing at all, only disgust.
(Oh hecks nah)
Credits
Writer(s): Shemmesh Isreal Yakovee
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