Crash its all black

In fact its all bad

Attarct is to drag

And force my own hand

Remorse is slow damage

The course i flow bandaged

My source is home planted

No more feel abandoned

The love that i have

Is something i mask

I'll bring it all back

And i sware that it matters

The rain as it splatters

The pane doesnt shatter

No more in my mind

The gain from that ladder

Fuck up situations yeah that's something that you always do

Silence is the knife that pressing into you

I meant it to

Sippin on my gin and juice

Like I just hit the pinnacle

Pitiful but to me it feels plentiful and beneficial

Send a missile stop a war what the fuck is with you

I dont pocket pistols, catch these hands if you be throwing issues

Act like I dont miss you but its poking at me like a thistle

Wirriten wisdom rip into the silence while we slappin riddles

Cuz my mental pencil is constantly writing paragraphs

Stencil out the imagery but it means so more than that

Get a peek inside my mind cuz it's my natural habitat

Time is just a concept dont just watch it like an hourglass

Cant come back

The love that i have

Is broken in a half

So guess i move past

To future wont last

To prove to your ass

My use im thru that

Assume i lose track

Crash its all black

In fact its all bad

Attarct is to drag

And force my own hand

Remorse is slow damage

The course i flow bandaged

My source is home planted

No more feel abandoned

The love that i have

Is something i mask

Ill bring it all back

I sware that it matters

The rain as it splatters

The pane doesnt shatter

No more in my mind

The gain from that ladder

Coulda been doing fine

Feeling that trickle working down my spine

Coulda been doing crime

Feeling that itch to take what isnt mine

Fuckkit I said I'd shine instead I put that on my mommas head

Spitting out all these facts until I see the fucking dramas dead

Speak without the common sense

The commas milked the art to death

Never say a word to press

My actions speak I dont impress

Yeah my lifes a fucking mess

But I just gotta do my best

Hit the joint to calm the stress

And roll one up while in the sesh

Bag of bones and human flesh

The microphones my therapist

A song I write how lifes a guess

Just add another to the list

I never slit a wrist to numb the pain of livin in this shit

Crash its all black

In fact its all bad

Attarct is to drag

And force my own hand

Remorse is slow damage

The course i flow bandaged

My source is home planted

No more feel abandoned

The love that i have

Is something i mask

Ill bring it all back

I sware that it matters

The rain as it splatters

The pane doesnt shatter

No more in my mind

The gain from that ladder