BEFORE SCIENCE

I never judged you by your cover but your chapters

Forgot your spine you'd rather throw it to the rafters

It turns out I've gone too far in the past
When mama threw liquor back like a lateral pass

Oh whoa whoa wait who the fuck am I nowadays
Look

Look

Remnants of old souls foes and hoes I used to hang with
Dead letters I sent them all guess I don't speak your language
And no I'm not the nigga with the antidote

Stressing from the feelings that I can't evoke
Yeah
Yeah

Chasing echoes won't serve you well
But as you wish
Safe travels



Credits
Writer(s): Stefan Steward
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