PHONE ON SILENT Lyrics

Phone on silent

I ain't out wilding

At a place, out of place

I been bawling

At a place with no space

I been crawling

Out of place in outer space

I been falling

Down

To the depths the abyss the pit

Whatever list or label you wanna give it

Am I forgiven? even if so innocent?

Was I a gift or regret within the first minute?

Last time I grabbed that checklist and read

Nigga fuck that checklist I bled

All over that paper and room

Got to keep a containment or lid on my doom

Shrouded with gloom

I'm clouded negativity so powerful

By now it should be a monsoon

By the hour, I'm out of it

How could God ever be upstairs and have room?

By the powers that be

Fuck this ain't no power in me

By now I'm looking down and can see

How my weakness left everyone in a crowd at the Scene

By the powers that be

Fuck this ain't no power in me

By now I'm looking down and can see

How my weakness left everyone in a crowd at the Scene