[Intro]
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Yeah

[Verse]
Coming for yo' neck, it's just that time of the week
'Cause if I see his Adam's apple I might turn into Eve
The Goddess of Greed, I'm fuckin' on whoever I please
Girls, guys, black, white and everything in-between
I'm cool as can be, still yellin' out "ACAB"
Even if Kamala president, they still gon' hate me
I'm takin' that E, I need a break like emergency
Just give me, uh, one, two, three, four days and I'll eat
Whatever I speak, these kids obsessed with who I could be
If I just had a lil' more clout, it comes with anxiety
I'm pit-diving deep, not skating but I spit fire, G
My sobriety is being tested everyday I release
But so quietly, I'm starting to think some crazy shit
Head started spinning a week ago, I can't escape this shit
Thinkin' of going back to all of this before the fame and shit
Hittin' licks and bippin' whips, calling who I was hanging with, I can't go back
Some these rappers got me so pissed that I just can't help but cry
How the fuck he rap like that but he still bigger than my guys?
Homies living crazy just to take advantage of they lives
And, dude, his music shit, they startin' doubt it, see in they eyes
But me, I'm still the same as I was, dealin' with roaches and bugs
Rats in the house, but it's snug, we just just don't lift up the rug
We too afraid what be under that and I feel that too much
So many skeletons, my closet, hope the grim reaper come and take me in my sleep
Just so I can stop this cycle, livin' just to shit and eat
Or talk into my microphone, this music shit for me
But it's startin' to feel like I don't own the words I think to speak
Too obsessed with what they might be on as soon I hit this beat
Probably shouldn't care, but once again, these thoughts is on repeat
Maybe I should see a therapist, my doctor said I'm tweaking
Maybe I should get the heat, start trippin' 'bout this shit
'Cause they can't do this shit like me, ISSBROKIE
[Outro]
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