Earl Sweatshirt
Twisted Drug (Interlude)
My mind's a maze, twisted and dark
I navigate through pain, like a lost ark
The world's a mess, it's all in disarray
I'm trapped in my head, can't find my way
I'm haunted by demons, they won't let me rest
I try to escape, but they're always one step ahead
My past is a burden, it drags me down
I search for answers, but none can be found
I'm a product of my environment, a child of the streets
My words are weapons, they cut like heat
I spit the truth, even if it hurts
I'm not afraid to speak up, to call out the jerks