Obake

My heart can have it it's enough
These pills my dictate my life so much
Just like your shadow in my brain
I got my knives cleaned up with ink

This time I'll make sure your disdained
I can cop a new bag feel better bout myself
Don't carry my life she drains my health
Don't carry me inside which a mean oh well
Wait
There's no time but wait
Wait
Imma hit your block wit pain

These days I don't think I'm alright
You can talk about yourself but she talks about me
I was tryna hit the shimmy put my money in the bank
And I made it out terrain that would take you down to hell

In hell
This whole battle is with my self
Take pills make me feel like I really should of been
You think that I understand but I'm selfish at the core
Wait
There's no time but wait
Wait
Imma hit your block wit pain



Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Rodriguez
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