The Defendant

I'm bumpin inside of the whip
I'm taking my time
Writing these rhymes
I never did nothing but get really high

I'm praying to whatever hears me that I make it out alive
Grabbing the rope and I'm thinking about how I still wanna die

I'm trying my best with this curse
I'm told that I'm doing the worst
Just shoot me and call up a herse
I'm Coping by writing this verse

Lost in my element
Looked in my soul and it looked fucking desolate
Got me screaming at the united states government

What you know
Where you go
I'm kp the holy



Credits
Writer(s): Leighton Hunter Nichols, Tyson Dean O'bryan
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