As I pick up the pieces it’s seemin this sequence is becomin to frequent
Fightin demons cuz they gettin in the way of me sleepin
Wanna be dreamin but my eyes only peepin’ the ceiling
Tryna shake this feelin I’m dealin on the surface but shit these layers need peelin’
Writing split thoughts on a Sunday man this shit is bananas
Swipin thru my phone at pictures that I took wit my camera
Deleting texts from my ex thinkin what a useless usage of data
Smokin weed till my eyes bleed the bars don’t need rescue but I still tune in to taffer
Lyrical master
The rhyme sensei
Press play
Hear the audio all of you can’t touch my sound waves on ya best day
My design is so prime
Don’t waste my time and fuck up my feng shui