[Verse]

Lord forgive me, have mercy on my soul

Running round' the city, everybody got me moving psycho

Triangular re-education, Imma tell you right now, this ain't no Tycho

Know I'm ready for war, got no ID, you know I don't oblige

Oblique vision how I'm seeing women, tell me what you think of that

My mind ain't right, unlike Malik, It's 4:44 all on the time sheet

Dashing out of the building, gotta play more for keeps

It's all for keeps, let me know when we get home

I'm tryna get arrested, what else I gotta prove to y'all

This shit losing it's essence, hyperrealism

Life imitate art, I already sighеd when I pressed play

Got a grеat spark, toxicity in my damn lungs

I can't resuscitate no more, it's a shame show y'all ass as sore

Getting buttfucked like a whore

That ain't something to stunt, I been going out of my way

I been showing everybody how to do it

Niggas calling me non masculine 'cause I'm in touch with my feelings

Surprised how I don't see y'all with marks, shoutout to Parness, my flesh scarring

Compression shirt, don't wear it often

My sights stet, I don't see how y'all let y'all selves make ya own coffins

Propose a different beginning, like I said before

Tracks getting molested like niggas in jail, too petite for a rough spit

Black cowboy, walk up in the parlor, I'll get your ass embarrassed

The mice rampant, gotta be blind if you don't see the trades

The cheese got them interfering, tape ejected

Poor mental health, swear I need mind insurance

Crown on me like Jesus, jewels refined shine bright

But it's black in my eyesight, violet in the blacklight

Sour and green in the limelight, I ain't in my prime

Already rapping like I'm washed, ship the tape to you

In a box with a smile, throw your shit up in a pile

Pack it up if you moving uptown, your body funky or what?

Your voice pitch G Major, is you scared or something?

I got pill bottles ready to stash blood in abundance

Creepy dreams, peep in these peepholes and look at those peeps

I watch my movement in the night, skies looking grey

Brodie in facial decay, tryna catch some niggas lacking

My whole attitude ratchet all these bitches fucking plastic

I'm not with the drama but if I gotta fight a nigga then I prolly will

Kids at recess playing Skrill, shoutout my ex

Still trill, I got my commas staying safe, new tank like Carti

Rather get in a girl parties and make her say, "You gon' win a Grammy."

Sorry, baby, I just do this for my family

Makeup cakey, you don't know how it get

Need a bunny to tase me, more carrots on zip up hoodies

These parting gifts I give got sweaters in it, just wait for X-Mas

Hazy, I be storming around the block like I run it

Got my niggas set tripping, I'm an independent candidate

The city, I'm trumping