Worst Days*

Takin' the hits, takin' the hits, you don't know about it, never know kids, thinkin' of

Their heads, thinkin' of their necks, you don't got much, go down to hell, pray to God, pray

To God, you don't know about the guns in the air, this is unfair, this is a jail, you don't

Know about the depression that's coming out

Don't don't lie, don't it feel so inorganic, it's humiliating, you can't fight me, I'm

One hundred percent

Mainstage down the clock's down rn, a couple years I'm surrounded in silence

Mainstage down the clock's down rn, with my homies and innards surrounded in silence

Mainstage down the clock's down rn, a couple years I'm surrounded in silence

Mainstage down the clock's down rn, with my homies & innards surrounded in silence