VISCIOUS

Woke up from the war zone that's in my dreams running through the summer

Too many scenarios would lead me back to murder (hear the) (fah fah)

From the distance you hear the fire light up the children

Knew before the reaper was with me through different instances

Yea I spit on bitches, yea I split that niggas face open

Yall be plotting get backs all I gotta is say keep hoping

Put fuckboys on diets finna help em with these beats

Cause these hands are rated E if you tryna see what you'd bleed

On the inside is different from the outside

Suicide only way to describe the state of mind

I hide strapped tight in the tower I climb

I don't wanna fucking die but the idea is by my side