[Verse 1: Advancers]
This some down to Earth shit..
Man, my life changed when my momma passed away
But the hole was filled with deep depression, man I struggled everyday
Drugs up in my system
Couldn't think of quitting anyway
I'm just being honest..
I took ecstasy and dove headfirst in the mosh pit
And from then on I didn't know what to do with my life
Maybe go for the bitches and maybe go for the thrive
But then I had to think about what I'm gonna do with my guys
Y'know?
My homies, my friends, the type of shit that would save me
And I'm telling you baby girl you're my baby
Man, she got me all up in my feelings highkey
I don't know what to do but..
Man, this girl she cool like the Autumn breeze but she hot like the Summer trees
Always got me on my knees saying "baby, please"
I'm pleading
I'm pleading on the way
Maybe get a ring for that shit
Maybe..
Look, I'm messing up on my verse

[Skit: Advancers & KRISISDEAD]
Alright, where I fucked up I'll just tell you where to stop
Goddammit

[Verse 2: KRISISDEAD]
It all unfolded when I was just born
Young and dumb but emotions still untorn
Several years passed and I was a little child of Mary
The light in me faded but I don't dare to let it carry
Never had that feeling of being alone
Expectations bright and a reason to come home
The world of mine crumbled in a series of 4 years
The little happy spirit of mine crushed into splitting tears
Had about 2 by my side but they didn't help me much
Especially when one fucked me over for not sharing my lunch
Fuck Holy Mary, I hate her name, I left her in anger
Not one ounce of regret left over I'm the one inside the manger
I guess that came back to bite me in the ass
My dad left in a fight and my favorite grandpa passed
But life goes on, I didn't care to cut my wrist
I'll succeed no matter what, dedication young Kris!
As always, fuck suicide and fuck sadness
That shit always makes me feel so pissed
Where's your struggle besides handling a fuck boy twitter?
No love in my timeline I'm sick of seeing it, makes me jitter
And cringe and it makes me wanna strangle a bitch
Ghetto love is sick, where's the genuineness?
Where's the dedication instead of complacent subtweeting about your basic bitch?
Get a real love and not some weekend hookup for some tits
(gasp)