Axel:

Yo I'm depressed while writing this

But that’s too basic

And if I get too deep

Then half these people straight hate it

Running through my mind

Against self, like who'm I racing?

And holding in hits

Way past the point of even faded

Tarot cards said no luck, I tried played it

I should prolly ditch rap, and switch to metal like braces

I should prolly ditch rap, and switch to metal like braces

Cause my fuckin brain is sicker, than a bunch of murder cases

Drowning in the river, my tears fade way

And I been sipping on this liquor, since the skies turned gray

See I done been half drunk, I wine slapped the bag

And as I crack the Chardonnay, I feel my mind decay

I'd rather have Pinot Grig- preference, upper class

At the University, attendance come in last

I got my headphones in, it help a mind go black

You hardly hit my fuckin line, then watch a friendship pass

+ hook +

Takes two to tango

So don’t get mad

I be sweeter than a mango

Like fuck I'm rad

Oldest in the squad

Like they fuckin dad

Gon' have my lil homies

Go and beatchyo ass

+ hook +

x 2

Young Dean:

Yo I strike like a cobra

So step to P you're over

Rare, like a clover

No super nova

Where's the light? it's blacker than night

And my visions out of sight

Gimme time to think like what's my purpose?

Why do I feel so fucking worthless

All these verses leave me worthless

I've been held down, where’s the surface?

And no I’m not the best

But it seems like rapping, shit, I'm obsessed

Need to get this weight up off my chest

Been feeling stressed, not depressed

Just lacking rest, I keep my head straight

And that’s great, lyrical art, what I demonstrate

So no debate, rapping is my fate

Hate only brings you down, it's why I elevate

It's P and Axel Walters, kid

Only win, check mate

It's P and Axel Walters, kid

Only win, check mate