Erised

I skip the pressure save it for a rainy day

Whether measures to cut through my endeavors

Finest pleasure that I ever felt

Feed my ego just below the belt

Couple bitches wanna skin me for my pelt

My Erised been climbing up onto the scene

You traded yours for a pocket full of beans

It's obsene way you stalking me talking bout "pull up with the beam"

Now I got money pouring out of every seam

I'm feeling like a Christ type handing out my body just to save a life