IsaiahThe3rd
Urges
When you got dark days
How do you see when the skies grey?
Give me room I need my space
Give me room to do it my way

I need love I’ve been deprived or denied
All my dates be doing deep dives, I decline
Women judge me for my desires, a freak right?
If I’m an addict it’s by design, still divine

I got urges, I’m a person
Not a serpent, working
On better versions
When will they surface?
Purging, my perversions
But I’ve been freaky since a virgin
Online surfing

I’m like Kraven
How I be chasing
Different fragrance
Lately, it’s been hazy
I’m so shady, crazy
Do you dirty, on the daily
I’m jaded, I’m a sadist
My heart is vacant

I got urges
I’m a person
When I settle...down
I get nervous
Death is certain
What’s my purpose?
Am I a burden?
Damn I need bourbon

One more time then I’ll repent
Getting guidance from my fence
If she’s hot, she’ll make you sweat
Too much heat the deal is dead, dead
I do not listen
I got addictions
I got convictions
They’re my religion
I used to care what they said to me
Got my revenge, allegedly
After a crime I feel relieved
I’m a new man after each release
You are a troll
That is your role
But what do I know?
I just want diamonds and gold

I got urges
Behind the curtains
I ain’t worthless
I’m a person