Released on August 18, 2015

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[Verse]

Flashback, checks in my pocket gotta cash that

Scratch that, can't somebody tell me where that acid at?

Woods in my backpack, trees up in my snapback

Bought another pack of [?], so let me take a drag of that

Think I got a bad batch

Bummin' and I can't relax

Smoking on that Osama bin Laden, don't know where we at

Now you [?] watch you bleed like this was battle rap

Cut you with the motherfucking sword, never had a gat

Bitches like to talk that shit but watch me, I'ma handle that

I don't even think, I just find out where the hatchet at

Swing into your neck, bullets sweat down your fuckin' back

Get rid of yo head, bitches dead after I attack

Grippin' that pistol, come point it right at me

You think that you hard 'cause you startin' a tragedy

But I'm a ghost, don't try to battle me

Bullets go through me, that shit doesn't matter, see

[?] that acid take over my system and paints my soul black

And I'm dreaming of ways to take all that shit back

When I think of the past, my brain start to blast

On that Jimmy Neutron shit, my mind is Nickelodeon

Watchin' all that, drinkin' green tea, rollin' spliffs

Breathe the dark and hold it in

Grab the gun and load the shit

Point it at my face and let it blow, it don't ever end


[Chorus]

PTSD in my soul, lost all of my friends

To the outside, how to die

Get a lesson in

Killin' bloody murder 101 what I call this shit

This ain't fuckin' rap, man, it's that fucking holocaustic shit

Bitch