sitting in the motherfucking dirt just hurt
always bitching about you never get the shit that you deserve
while you rotting on the curb ima take off with the birds
waiting for the right time but for me now works
we forever create levels hit the lever kill the power
every dot a witching hour on the clock upon the mantel
dont be acting like you mental you dont really wanna feel it
hearing what aint really there seeing what you know you isnt
exhale blow the leaves strip search all the trees
bones like his forest sharp leave if you dont want to bleed
all they wanna be is me all i wanna do is leave
i contaminate the minds of the viewers of the slang
fuck
and i thought it would be different
still the same message dont care if you listening
and you use to be doubtful
you play the game but sesh make the console
how many fucking times do i gotta go and say it
you aint fucking with us touching anything we fucking made
they watch then repeat through their own shit
but theyll never duplicate the flow bitch
if it aint sesh then you know i dont know it
if it aint our show there aint no point in goin
i am what they not
they land on the rocks
im a motherfucking problem
i aim for the brush but i landed on the top
this a good little spot i know
