I feel like my head's gonna blow up late Lee Alphen trying to write down rhymes that,
I think that I find But I can't find the time so I'm stuck in,
a fucking loop line I can't think my voice crack synchronized,
with the beat but I'm sure this is shit So I throw it up it would be the process,
I try avoiding and mess with the words like this I'm dizzy writing a song nobody will,
listen but I still got a drop down and a fraction I'm enraged and your ears are gonna be furthest,
out of my script,
What the fuck did that guy just say?,
Now goodbye bitch, I hope you let me close my eyes again,
I love this shit now,
Fuck,
Why give us me?,
Why can't we?,
Why can't we?,
Now we got back to reverse every time I spit my lyrics it gets worse and worse I'm writing,
I should be dreaming but there's nothing I can do to make it all better So I'm writing,
the way they've been making them I know I shouldn't really stop but I won't and it's,
stoned my brain I'm getting very good at making bad decisions Now I'm writing lyrics out of,
bottom I can't even six-rate for the album Try avoiding the bell but don't worry my pig,
does not fill the blanket Fuck I'm a loser I'm a failure These thoughts I said I would never,
The munchies are gonna go hard tonight but I know I shouldn't Stop!,
Well that's just it,
stop your mouth, goodbye bitch I hope you let me close my eyes again I got dizzy now,
Fuck,
Why give us me if I get free?,
I get free!,
Stop!,
Fuck,
What,
are you?,
I'll make you sleep if you want it or not Sleep,
I'll make you sleep if you want it or not,
Sleep I'll make you sleep if you want it or not,
Sleep I'll make you sleep if you want it or not,
Why give us me if I get free?,
I get free!,
Fuck you!,
Fuck you!