Released on July 22, 2018

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[Verse 1: Cloudy}

Creeping in the shadows where the sun don’t shine

Is the same place where all you pussys hide

And give me a sec to tell you why, actin like a wise guy, but weak as a butterfly

The biggest tool of destruction, liquor drinking all of it so I can’t function, fuck shit

Being such a punk bitch, I mean all you do this is think you’re quick, for you it’s a game, I can't see it

I speak in tongue I don’t know any English, so can these fags stop with the gimmicks

Cause now I’m in the building blending with the colors, can I be called a runner

Why uhhh I run shit, obviously

So dismissive, giving distance, try to be in my shoes for a minute

Well you wouldn’t fit in, this is written in hieroglyphics, wow I’m a god prolific


[Verse 2: Cloudy]

Lately I’ve been feeling the urge to call it quit, shit, a lot more things to get off my plate

With major hesitations, oh my god I’m sick and I cannot, need a doctor to medicate

The residuals that sit to feed, filled the black void with my own greed, honestly who the fuck even needs me

Ha myself in order to succeed that’s all I’m doing with these bad deeds


[Verse 3: Sour]

We all have our flaws, ain't no lies, if you think ur perfect well then that's a lie

Then your flaw is just that narcissism, you telling me you don't suffer from alcoholism

Or that you don't need an exorcism, or even that there isn’t terrorism

Stop lying take a look through my prism, if you saw what I saw you'd be worried

Like a little girl daddy left in a hurry, all these demons plaguing streets so scurry

I'm burning the bridges your not worthy, it's snowing out in july what a flurry

Getting shroomed out to many drugs tipsy turvy, no family no thanksgiving no turkey

Pollution water getting cloudly so murky, stop thinking you so perfect ask god for mercy


[Bridge: Sour]

Shadow

Shadow

In the dark you can't see anyone you know

Shadow

Shadow

In the dark you can't see anyone you know

Shadow

Shadow


[Verse 4: Cloudy]

Coming back twice as hard as before, it’s just like I robbed your local liquor store

Taking a path that’s right for me, fuck a follower I’m a leader which is a guarantee

What you tryna say that I can’t fucking rap, fuck that and all your beliefs and views

Cause you ain’t think straight are you blind can you not see my growth rate that’s what I thought bitch checkmate

What can you single handedly create, not real music unlike for me i got au fait

Don’t you worry young padawan it’s gonna be okay, let me teach ya some things life is kinda grey

And cloudy there ain’t no sun whoa, no light nearby and there ain’t no motherfucking rainbow

Kill counter over the top, just don’t forget good things have to die and shit so do I!

Someday the reaper will come out, be careful