How many times can something be said
I need lead
To blow my temple, I can?t find any creativity any mo?
To tell yall what kind of evil creature dwells in my dome
No longer can I pimp my pen
Wish I was a hermit, all alone, out in the middle of nowhere in a hidden den
My point is foggy
My eyelids are soggy
My pupils blurry from the tears, and my soul silently agrees
With the deadly, gray breeze
My hands to my skull asking myself ?how the fuck did it ever get to this??
Runaway is what I wanna do, like Ludacris
Trying ever so hard to hold my tongue
And not let it go, because on losing composure fo? sho I?ll get strung
But don?t get it twisted I will get my point across
Just trying to escape disrespect like dirty plates and a mad boss
I need lead
To blow my temple, I can?t find any creativity any mo?
To tell yall what kind of evil creature dwells in my dome
No longer can I pimp my pen
Wish I was a hermit, all alone, out in the middle of nowhere in a hidden den
My point is foggy
My eyelids are soggy
My pupils blurry from the tears, and my soul silently agrees
With the deadly, gray breeze
My hands to my skull asking myself ?how the fuck did it ever get to this??
Runaway is what I wanna do, like Ludacris
Trying ever so hard to hold my tongue
And not let it go, because on losing composure fo? sho I?ll get strung
But don?t get it twisted I will get my point across
Just trying to escape disrespect like dirty plates and a mad boss
