Produced: Zeeky Beats

Experiment with sex what’s next
Adjectives from youth strung round my neck
Intimacy so foreign so for now I’m set
To old to for insecurity
To young for ingenuity
Lost myself to my purity
And brought up something new in me
Like fractions was a truancy
And split myself for unity
Good girl for the fools in me
sadness for the midnight
I ain’t really feel right
Serotonin ease my mind
And dopamine to pass the time
Fuck it not hobby
More so lobby
As if I shift around in limbo
Bend it back like limbo
But fuck if they my kin folk
I know they don’t love me
But really I’m so used to them
Friends the same as enemies
I ain’t got much use for them
Not a clown anemone
Hooks so I can fish for them
Lost within within amphetamines
And artificial laced dreams
Fuck it ain’t settling
Unless it’s in my grave see
Want my coffin blue
Like the sky that adores me
With a wreath of thorns
For my father done scorned me
I’ve been called a bastard
Still think about it
Fuck it I’m plastered
I don’t really need to be
But a jealousy a seed in me
Envious of you
Really a what view
Content with your existence
Tell me what it’s like to live
And see yourself in 5 years
Never one to cry
but I still shed silent tears

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