Requiem

Tokin I been seeing ghost through the in the exhale

Eyes slowed daily toke sober me in my moms wishin wells

Wonder if I'm doing fine momma just wish me well

John Constantine I roam day by day through earth and hell

Fight demons but imagine high dosages blur life through my own self

Tryna figure what the fuck up it's with me I brought misfortune on my damn self

She still finna fuck with me I'm used to counting bands by myself

Vision slowed cloudy smoke

franklins in my noggin

For em blues in my mind I go Gargamel

Mix the potion up on my Fanta

I'm screwed up by myself