[Verse 1: Perry Maysun]

Fucking line right

Get the line right

Nothing's ever done right ash the blunt I’m casted up to the sunlight

Panic attack from life it's size is fun-sized

It's fun-sized

Street walking and gawking at a couple cuz I’m lonely as

A shadow in a battle tryna find his silhouette and miss

Everything I ever had tried to hang me up and passed

Almost was a hoodie for eternity on top the rack

And while I'm walking through the street

Marlboro 27 cigarette between my teeth

Paranoid as ever and this will be the death of man

Why the fuck you tweaking and screaming

Whеn you just popped a Xan

My best friend hanging with mе couldn't handle it

Ran around the corner with a blade ready to cancel shit

Put the blade up to my neck, pussied out got no respect

Place the Nikes tighter on me feet to run and chase a breath

Fuck it let me break the fourth wall

Pass the mic to other personality like Chris Paul

He is 45 his name is Ivyn and his heads bald

Perry takes a step down and introduce him to the audience

[Interlude: Announcer/Voice, Perry Maysun]

Well that fucking sucked, and for our next act, this is Ivyn

Boo!

[Verse 2: Ivyn Yonder]

It's a quotation from my old notations

Some would call them suicide notes

I call them old statements

Don't leave your bed today by bed meaning your mind hey

You should not be present live in cerebellum playing with your faces

While you walking on the soil don't acknowledge outside day bitch

Disassociate

Oh thank you, you're far too kind you're far too kind

Sorry I didn’t introduce myself my name is Ivyn

Truthfully it’s blue in me and I despise alive shit

AKA myself

Perry, you should listen to me more

Wouldn't your body look good washed up on the seashore?

Wouldn’t your body look good?

[Verse 3: Perry Maysun]

No it wouldn't body wouldn't look good on the seashore

Fuck you Ivyn fuck you and that life you think you knew before

Why do you hate me and you think I'm crazy

Running out my head just to come back again and fade me

What are you do you just symbolize my underlying

Tendencies to carry out self-damage you the pied pipe

And you know what I like, chicken with the fried rice

Pen getting close to the book and write what I might

Do

Pop one and listen to some MF DOOM

Pop a tab and figure out why I am so confused

Man that’s so damn vague

You don't want to hear me talk about that anyway

You don't want to hear me talk experimenting one night

Trying to figure out all the doubts in this dumb life

You saying too much again Perry puts down the pen

[Outro: Ivyn Yonder, Perry Maysun]

And here comes Ivyn

Here comes Ivyn

Go to the dock with the birds

You see, Ivyn is the most cynical voice in my head

I'll probably try to kill him soon

If I did I'd get away with it too

Nobody would know

Got it all planned out in my head

Bury him under the carpet, under my bed

Thank you