Liberian misfits

You're the sweetest thing I have ever known, and to think that you are mine alone, there is nooo

Kill we please, I'm suicidal, but I'm scared to die

I smoke weed n I pop perks, you see it in my eyes

I've been acting different since I seen my partner die

At this point in life, I'll kill my own papi if he dropping dimes

Painkillers ain't gon' save me, dear

At least they kill me slowly, like the lies that people sold me

My Ajna been open since a youngin' living Paynesville with my granny

She told me a little secret, MaDu ÅaVa Sai Mali Ka a Lė kiss me on my

My Words ah weapons, aiming for the soul like Old Smith N Wessons