Youngun got his innards bent

Not where all that [?] the internet

Where creature can commit again, then begin to win a thin

Patina up that skeleton and well it in

Like water fresh at tissue rot

And problem get where issue got

When little things and [?]

Depression can connect the dots

Or be it incorrect and not

You did or you didn't let go

You were in little control

Hundred and running to someone

All the sheep that escape and get ate

Someone barely unsafe with a satisfied look on they face

Like a woman still providing for [?] since the dawn of all civilized life

Die like a beast and [?] the desert forever

[?]

[?]

I'm in a good [?]

Here's a list of what I shouldn't and should say

Give up or [?]

I'm living [?]

[?] the victims I never had

Being the bastard that I am and (hell is what it feels like)

I'm living [?]

[?] the victims I never had

With alabaster as mom and dad and (hell is what it feels like)

Dollar short, a day late, fuck it I'ma [?]

[?] a rope all by my lonesome

Happy on the dock, dwell on every kind of rock

There's a guard dog in your living, it attacks you with a claw

She a cutter, he a beggar, you will wreck up in some Oakland sun

Or suffer at its centre somewhere safe in overcoping

Slide the lever arm [?] back, your star out of its box

Dust it off and get that leather strap they use for yoking ox

[?] how I weep and bite the bridle while the beauty tickle

[?] or I don't got a bone

I'm so not in the "get" mindset and precious stone mine of my breakroom grave

All trapped, no gate

(All that I have got, work that [?])

You worked out why you get because

When nothing is the answer was

Bitches is as bitches does

Give that hater what it love

The fuck do you want me to say [?] to stay

Get in the pit or get out the way

Busy and daily [is every day]

Get confused, get in line, get a booth full of wine

And lose himself, exploring the allure of poor health

Because when nothing is, the answer was

Bitches is as bitches does

Give that hater what it...

Holler at me, said [?]

It's fucked up when people walk up and thank a local cop

I can't pick a lock, but I can make a rapper stop

Acting larger than life, but that beside the point, like

My hood being gentrified, I guess I'd like to decide to die

No matter what sick I get

Sold after sucking a lifetime of boss dick

Didn't blink when I saw shit

I remember like September, whatever

Not to get [?]

Enjoy the poorly painted parts of any beautiful picture

Death is a fixture

And friendship shot out to the [?]

Pay the man, he [sighs over?] himself

He got very little control in the palm of his hand

He got sold, he got sold

So let today go

Do what it may

Let it settle, let it settle

[?]