I have an aesthetic
Your just fucking pathetic
How many other rappers
Have talked about big booty bitches
Poping pills and killing
Almost every fucking one
I'm crazy like I come from neverland
You try to diss me with your bars
But they never land

I put this blood in your white T
Your girls asshole sweet like ice tea
Fight me I'll make it simple for you
I go crazy on this instrumental
While I'm holding a gun to your temple
I ain't sweet like Shirley temple
I'm mental sick in the head they say
But I'm just fed up with life and the system So I rebel look how I dress
Can't you tell
I put you in a spell
So you can't think listen to the words
I say I didn't write this shit in ink
Mother fucker this blood and tears
All my fears pushed to the side im Rescheduling my appoiment with suicide
I feel like im a box with a limited air supply I got bricks tied to my feet and im sinking So i write my problems away
To destract me from my pain
Thats so plainy on my fucking face
I have an aesthetic
Your just fucking pathetic
How many other rappers
Have talked about big booty bitches
Poping pills and killing
Almost every fucking one
I'm crazy like I come from neverland
You try to diss me with your bars
But they never land