I Spoke To the Reaper

I spoke to the reaper
He said I'm a keeper, huh
I reach for my Nina
Then feed 'em some dreamers, huh
And I kick my feet up, then I flee the scene, yuh, huh
Wouldn't wanna be, yuh (Wouldn't wanna be, yuh)

I'm sick in the head
I'm gone off the meds
I lost something, shed some tears, prayed for death
My life's complex, everything's always mess
Most days I slept now I have nothing left
My mind's distressed, you can't fix what's bent
Gotta get some rest before things go left
I'm an anxious wreck
Let me decompress from the day I had 'fore you start to fret

You stupid bitch
And I'm so tired of your bad moves
Getting smart with who?
Pussy made me slap through
Get it you like you forgot to pay your bag dudes
Bad mood, running up on me gon' get your bag blue
Huh
And I ain't nothing like these rap dudes
I really take yo' ass into the backrooms
Light a candle, bitch, 'cause you ain't got a dang clue
Leave 'em somewhere dark a couple days, he turn to ant food

I hide from the light, I don't like, I'm blind
I'm enticed, nevermind, I'ma fight the night sky
Divide from the lies, I'ma slide the knife, slide and dice
But I'm fine, get a high
The blood dry, in spite all the times that I cried
I'm too fried, I'm bry, gotta ride with the fye
They won't take my life, homicide on my mind
I go blow the pipe on those nights that I'm sliding, get right

Mm, mm
Huh, huh
Oh get left
I'm rolling all night, I'm living my life
I'm picking my fights, your best hand
Couldn't stand a chance against my last half, huh
Hit 'em with my best stance
Killing with my left chest
Flirt with my best man
Then I flip and I dip, I think I'm bad