Split Haze - Intellectual

[Intro]

'Tatch it to my—, uh

Got it on my shoulder for a reason

Tattered, tattered, got it touched down, don't wan' see him

And, oh, what it came down to, it doesn't matter

I don't wanna get into all the chatter

'Cause everyone's all cut in two

Split in two without a knife to tell me what to do

All these people reaping benefit from what they do

I'm still waiting for the punchline, I know you are too

Nothing but jokes, jokes, jokes

Outside, what is all, what a bad day

Out of sight out of mind, and it's Shallay

Put my mind on satellite, what does that say?

Think I had enough of me for just one day

I'd ask what you turned me to, but I can't shift blame

I put all my bets on you, and you let guns blaze

I showed all my tricks to you, and you got split haze

They liked going through the first but not this phase

Go, go, go, go, go, go

And honestly, I liked that city more than this one

My state of mind was living different, I don't get up

We live half our life on sitting, and it's shit, bruh

And if you try to make a change to all my life, then sit in line

I'll put the makeup on my wounds and sit here all the time

Time was already fake, but now it's faker than its light

Read up on mythology to fucking save my life, ah