Tristan
In a rut
I dont know why i got into this
Spitting writtens I’m cursed to be with the witnesses
I’m far from picture is
Wondering why all you mother fuckers listen to this

Why you listen to me spit
Coz I’m raw
Why they be saying that I’m lit
When I’m a war with my self
I talk to my self
Try Walking out the door but I can’t walk on my self
Like my father did
And his father before him
I would kill that cunt if I ever saw him
I should start a fucking club
Of cunt with no dads accompanied with no love
I been coming up next
On the way to the top I wanna be the best
Stay with the day ones but fuck the rest
I got no love cunt I can’t give any less

And all you cunts who dissed me
I guarantee when I’m dead then you’ll miss me
Sitting getting tipsy
Remembering me and rapping along to this beat
And all cunts that had my back
From saying goodby to dad or when I began to rap
I wanna thank you for that
And apologise coz I ain't able to pay you back for that

Thinking bout this shits got me fucked up
Thinking I was shit I was stuck in rut a cunt
Chilling I’m just living with no love cunt
Thinking I was shit I was stuck in a rut cunt x2