Forest

[Verse 1]
I look around me im running through the forest
When i trip and i fall start crawling on all fours
Gotta go a little quicker gotta pick up the pace
Cus i can't see my fucking demons face to face
Uh, im really fucking dazed, man im so confused
Boutta, film a youtube vid, get a ton of views
Boutta, start some controversy fighting with the past
Man im losing my mind like i lost my fucking ads
And im gonna make some shelter, a place to stay
Gonna make a fireplace, so i can bake some steak
Gotta find a nice spot to sit and break away
From reality for just a moment, fade away
Take a sip that's been dripped in the madded ness
Then take step up on your neck and get it cracking bitch
All this bullshit that you be spilling, i ain't having it
I'd cop your album but i'd rather eat a bag of shit

[Chorus]
Oh no it's robo boutta cook up some bars
Man this beat is too sick, no i ain't talking sars
But you can trust that imma kill it, you ain't gotta fucking worry
I could make this shit lewd but i ain't no fucking furry

[Verse 2]
Step into the room, ain't nobody there
So i take a second to myself, i gotta prepare
Bitch walks into the room, starts talking all this shit
Brings up my fuckin family then i pull out the lick, bitch
Aim the piece at her face, she gets scared
All of a sudden this bitch starts acting like she cares
She don't know what the fuck im like
Or what im going through
She's freaking out and shit, what the fuck should i do
The prescient, the nascent, the quotient
They all will fall!
The cystic, symbolic, condition
Systemic
Egregious, replete with these lesions
Contaminate
Succumb to the selfish creation
Your failure
Ain't nobody gonna try to fucking step to me
If you do, i will give you a vasectomy
Don't belive me, then come and find out
It probably won't happen, but it's worth trying out
Iq 2 but im smarter than you
Bitch you talking all this shit, but look at my total views
Im boutta get some fuckin food, hwo about you
A big mac and a soda? ight bruh i gotchu