lyrically, passively
I’m gonna take this to floor B.
I’m gonna change a little up and bring you a whole lot down. I’m high
and i try
to bring maybe something to life. just maybe
but for sure baby, I’m positive
positive positive positive.
closure isn’t promising unless you tell the truth .
like i am right now
ill leave a bruise
in your mind..and i
miss the scent of you like a vowel.
ill kill the man boy ulcer
and bring it back to the other time
through that door like an impostor.
you in my bed
foster
abandoned and left for dead.
I’m beat up caught up lost, fried, penetried, blessedly up and down a tried.
to bring you back to that beat
please thank you indeed
i don’t rap for you or for me.
but for that envy that for some reason,
you seem to give me.
