Reasons

I know that boy poppin perkies and don’t gotta reason

Lately I been feeling down it’s just me and my reasons

Sometimes I don’t sleep at night I cannot move round these demons

My mama she try be protective she always told me I was wanted by demons

She told me one night she was dreaming

She killed a beast just to reach me

Yellow blood fallin right out my nose but she brought me right back to life breathing

My little brother was dreaming

I was in the whip speeding

Somebody driving the whip and I’m dead on the other side bleeding

If I die get a bag not no tears kuz you grieving

I know that boy poppin perkies and don’t gotta reason