prod. by; Blair
Lyrics;
Maybe, I'm just thinking something that'll never happen
Take me for a fool and then you'll see what I'm packing
Lately, had to utilize more but the purpose still is lacking
Save me from the crypt I've settled in to hide from all the madness
Crazy, but I never thought about my actions or thought anything fucking mattered
Myself I continue to batter, my hopes have always been shattered and the reasoning is my own
I can only blame the pattern, so step out of the way unless you want another hour
I'd rather be home smoking on the sour, but there's too many vultures tryna devour
What's left of me, nothing but a corpse, still enough to scorch you with the torch
Yeah I know what you've seen isn't really much compared to all I knew growing up you'd be passing out before I remove your guts
Baby I'd be better off above, if I wasn't here I could cease to be fuss
Back to the garage she's in need of another cut, I could keep it up but I don't really give a fuck
Say it again, I don't really give a fuck
Only thing on my mind is how I'm stuck in front of you and I want to move along
I'm not here to prove you wrong, so keep saying shit like you know what's going on
Find the time to articulate, maybe I will take you serious, pay no mind to the ones who scream and act delirious
When they wanna make a point without a theory it's silly when someone wants to be so fucking right
Funny when they get scared when I come into the light
If I can't teach 'em a thing or two I'ma have to bring out the stinger to teach a different perspective
Of how I'm not reflective of how I've been countless times turning to a pathogen still running out of oxygen
Can't keep up with these people who keep talking only nonsense
Maybe from a lack of education, or it must come from a deeper dedication
Each day I'm provided with a demonstration of how these issues stem from a persons expectations
Usually also fueled by motivation set upon by countless generations
Stupid shit to find yourself making all these statements
Now I'm still just waiting, the goals keep on fading and I'm hating every choice I keep on making, breaking every chance of changing
Laying down I can't wake up and don't know what I'm saying
Probably blazing, if I'm not playing, actually an anomaly, everything you wouldn't wanna be
Practically a curse, waiting to burst but I gotta rip a bong first, can't go outside without smoking down the herb
Teeth latched onto the curb when I hear you speaking words, know you like to brag about the shit you don't deserve
So don't say shit to me the surface ain't compared to my reserves
Not a lot to say, it mostly comes in slurs, not a lot I see, mostly it is blurred
Lost a lot like my mind also my time, let alone my fucking life
Gave it all away for a feeling, didn't see the hallway sealing
Shut up to the voices that like to shout, what's left but the agony and doubt
Leaving it up to you to figure out, I'm merely here to be someone that you barley see
There isn't much more to me then what's causing me to be
Love it when I cease to breath, hoping that I fucking choke
Cremate me with my bong lift my soul with the smoke, light it up and watch me go
What have you gotten yourself into? I guess you went down the wrong road, wrong house to ask for gas
No way back, you must be hooked and dragged to the basement because my butcher needs a new mask
