Istasha
SURFING WITH LIPPINCOTT
Stop
Huh?
Reason I might mix up all my shit there’s not a dub
Huh?
Leave it off my mind I need that caption
No you don’t
Huh?
Read it off the signs that are in nothing
Had enough?
Huh?
You won’t stop backbone cracks up

Asphalt listing every floor I stick with guess I give up
Swallow every metaphor I stick with, I dissever
Rabbit hole is never ending, digging I might differ
Anticipating a full stop
Drop down, locked up

Locked up duct
Slip down in my Concrete gut
Rock crates seal em all tight Shut
Unsynced, turn it around you might miss an out
Stuck inside
I could drown

Face it a bitch ain't gone do it
When it infected their-systems, Applied tracer fluid
Projects of shit got transparent reflections
Dont noid when they’re coming from boxed in directions
Turbulent mind in a whirlpool regarded i terms of internal inflections
Arrogant fuck bathed in attention about as devoid as your span
Huck your dick out for clout
Wake up! alarms going off on [Redacted] only the worst of InTensions surfactant
Just like a job with no Steve, taking self pity dick and it gets harder to breathe