Cylindrical Dome Piece

Lyrics

Harder to reach lately My pops might be proud of me Looking down from his throne of shit Not far from the tree Not that shady Inspiration from complacency You can tell god I made it already Just need a steady tongue Enough to keep me rolling in my grave Or at least to run in place Almost faked the love Until I found out she was just like me probably Hate myself kind of sometimes Couldn't think of one line So I just scrapped my entire discography I'm sure that kid is just fine Either nobody knows my pain Or I'm just another lil baby clone over rice What's the difference these days They tryna split him three ways Anything to get my fuck on Invade vagina like this a love song I don't write love songs though Only one talk bro Shut the fuck up so I can think But let me smoke first At least I don't think it's ketamine But I half jumped and skipped into a whole hearse Almost turned into a whole verse Floating through the desert until my throat really hurt Bitch what is it worth Bitch what is it worth Did it hurt when you fell off the wagon Well, well I guess we all see the wagon blow up sometimes But I guess well you get to watch the wagon blow up again sometimes So stop crying like a baby sometimes Cause I guess it feel like I like to fake it sometimes So nowadays I think I only like to get butt ass naked sometimes Open eye never seem to blink Poke and prod at every faucet beside the kitchen sink Heard the phone I let it ring Broke my bones the angels singing loud Burn the clouds Now they all let him down Maybe they'll come around Just stick around for a long time Unless that man is a landmine Then you hitting the wrong line I'm not tryna live a broad life Only got a couple minutes to drop my balls right This artistic expression colored off white