Verse 1:

Last in place reppin that hard hittin plecsy glass

In all honesty savage beast raiding trash

Cans and artificial evidence creeping up

On me like heroin black lungs and cold cash

Swing first bat first into my temple

Rest in pieces of glass with shirley temple

Write memos about lost paths

And strange thoughts give mental

Brain damage me call me out suffer please

Angel wings spread like arteries

Stab thoroughly blood puddles

Mop buckets filled with car keys

Jam knifes into my spinal column

Near death experience

Furious arsin in austin

Text back so I can have a talk with him

Hey hi hello whats good dawg

Nothin much just hard fuckin

Bitches with no draws on (oh cool)

Skrew and fuck your mood dawg

Hang up and tie a knot or something

Or more Less of what I smoked on

Hard drugs but no liquor Oh well fuck it

I’ll order sushi Chao main and then puke up my dinner

Weighin 7-5 wasn’t really planned upon my schedule

Nor was this sicken residence fact that I’m an asshole (oh well)

Get the black book I’ll send my self back to where I came from

Maybe once I’m dead looking then girls would think I’m handsome

All your ladies want another guy and to me that is mahogany

Once told you loved him now look at who’s cry in see

This isn’t science just some knowledge

Through your cubicle nose fire coke nostrils

In a hospice yet hostel hospital

Dribble on my white jacket filled with adderal

10 days or more later I’m unbalanced and worthless

Damaged soul with cigarettes dark beer and blue breath mints

Short hair and no confidence no beard and no providence

Maybe once I drink a little more than I’m be cautious

Kink sluts and cis genders more white than mayo

On my serving platter with a case though

See you smoking through your walls

But it tastes better than camel methols

And methods so thoughtful

That death would even council

Spending time at coffee shops that make me suicidal

Where’d the time go?