Back shirt creases as I bend over ya mommas kid

Drama win

Over everything that I accomplished then

Chopping limbs

Collecting the pieces least the lease is legally locking him into locking in

Kick down your door and walk it in

Ain't no talking then

Action is my propagative over polishing

The tip of my barrel ferrel lyrics is what I popped em n

the pen constant simulations

Of facing my harshest consequence

For con-sequences

In which I bombed these ships

Of relations I can seem fit

Revelations I can't equip

Hesitation what I've eaten

Seeping deeper in my pores until my body probably falls over in bed and starts collecting dust

My temperature burning until the rain projects I'm left to rust

I wonder what was left of us

A cumbersome effect it must

Be breaking you faking yo emotions I have to focus on what could be next for me

For love

A drug

Ain't spoken l-o-v-e

But what awoken me to be free

Was a omen deep in these beats

Was the love I gave to these beats

I broke ya leash to compete

But a omen deep in these streets

And I broke yo heart like a harp I played quiet sharps till I sharked n mauled

Yo brain twist n turned it blank till i sank turn the cameras off

I don't wanna be focused on

I don't wanna be chopped bitch

But the grind what time focus on

And her mind on some bop shit

Put the line in the spoken poems

Put time in my affirmations consistently growing form