Released on November 21, 2025

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[Verse]

Six hours 'til the end

Started where my mind bend

Cause I was only searchin' for lust

Finding and cleaning off dust

What you mean by that?

Counter clock the magazine

Tryna defend myself with a bat

Gettin' the last sip of promethazine

Sitting there, I'm just doing nothing

Nah, I feel like I could make something

Nah you get money by brainwashing people

You gettin' picked up by the eagle

Spin the bottle like, I can't do good decisions

Gettin' lost in my own visions

Superstitious

Feel like this so addictive

You only do intents that malicious

Only bottle up your rage, just to be vindictive

The strong desire for revenge

Left the body at stonehenge

If that blue haired homie yo friend, why you aggressive all the time with 'em?

That wouldn't be friends with them

Unlocking memories, found a gem

Causin' ruckus and mayhem

Blotting out the sun

Tell me when life is done

My truth, I'm tryna be honest here

Tryna conquer my everlasting fear

Tell momma get a gun when people at my door

Leave my throat sore