Why am I writing rhymes
It feels like I'm wasting time
No one be playin mine
Same old it's paradigm
Don't got the funds to dine
My stomach the wrench inside
Force me to close my eyes
Set the pain to the side
I'm facing what lurks inside
The demons I pay no mind
I'm commiting Genocide
To all my dangerous lies
Liquor with hint of lime
How else can I erase the mind
I say that I'm doing fine
I'm chokin' and I might cry cuz
Ooh ooh ooh I think they got to me (Darlin')
So I hang my pride, and I crush her up slowly
Ooh ooh ooh this yellow rockin' me (Molly)
I take too much now I think I am folding
I start feelin the rhythm
Something playin with my system
So then I start to rap and the people stop to listen
I go on for too long I guess they only want a song I guess
They don't wanna put me on man they don't wanna see me strong I guess
Ooh ooh ooh I think they got to me (Darlin')
So I hang my pride, and I crush her up slowly
Ooh ooh ooh this yellow rockin' me (Molly)
I know I took to much and I think I am folding
I don't let them know the pain
From the things they say
I can act like they don't hurt me but I can't wash away the stains
Listen to your words
Things you say are bullets
My finger was on the trigger but you're the one who pulled it