Brainsick
High as I be
High as can be
Who let all these
Capping ass rappers on a beat
What if all the demons
In my eyes wanted me
Two in my brain
So my head cant compete
Sick in my lane
Thats on repeat
Look at my train
And shit is on fleek
They wear disguise
To get a piece
Look at the sky
With the demons I be
They multiply
I am a beast
I dont want no capping
Ass rappers on a beat
They follow trends
They copy yeat
With or without em
My style is peak
Started off nausous
I got the block sick
Dont want no brain
Cuz that bitch hella toxic
Hate on the brain
Cuz he dont got shit
Move on the bitches
With durgs in my pocket
Look at my shrooms
They hella popping
Look at my rooms
So the rappers is not it
Smoke hella ganga
I will stop it
Dont give a fuck
Cuz I know they wont profit
Doom in my conscience
Just being honest
Dont want brain
Cuz that bitch hella gossip
Eyes is fucked up
Dont need a stylst
Look at my at shit
I got no more losses
Swear to god
If you run imma
Cross it
Look at my mane
Swear that I lost it
Sick in the brain
So I got no more options
I swear to got man I better be poppin
High as I be
High as can be
Who let all these
Capping ass rappers on a beat
What if all the demons
In my eyes wanted me
Two in my brain
So my head cant compete
Sick in my lane
Thats on repeat
Look at my train
And shit is on fleek
They wear disguise
To get a piece
Look at the sky
With the demons I be
High as can be
Who let all these
Capping ass rappers on a beat
What if all the demons
In my eyes wanted me
Two in my brain
So my head cant compete
Sick in my lane
Thats on repeat
Look at my train
And shit is on fleek
They wear disguise
To get a piece
Look at the sky
With the demons I be
They multiply
I am a beast
I dont want no capping
Ass rappers on a beat
They follow trends
They copy yeat
With or without em
My style is peak
Started off nausous
I got the block sick
Dont want no brain
Cuz that bitch hella toxic
Hate on the brain
Cuz he dont got shit
Move on the bitches
With durgs in my pocket
Look at my shrooms
They hella popping
Look at my rooms
So the rappers is not it
Smoke hella ganga
I will stop it
Dont give a fuck
Cuz I know they wont profit
Doom in my conscience
Just being honest
Dont want brain
Cuz that bitch hella gossip
Eyes is fucked up
Dont need a stylst
Look at my at shit
I got no more losses
Swear to god
If you run imma
Cross it
Look at my mane
Swear that I lost it
Sick in the brain
So I got no more options
I swear to got man I better be poppin
High as I be
High as can be
Who let all these
Capping ass rappers on a beat
What if all the demons
In my eyes wanted me
Two in my brain
So my head cant compete
Sick in my lane
Thats on repeat
Look at my train
And shit is on fleek
They wear disguise
To get a piece
Look at the sky
With the demons I be
Credits
Writer(s): Hew Rader
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