Ill

[Intro: LANTING]
Shit can happen quick
I need an assist
Shit can happen, fast
I need you to listen

[Verse: LANTING]
Didn’t know I’d have to open up my phone
Posing for ya own, swipe and then ya gone
Damn
Posting that you’re sure, this life can’t be yours
Please be metaphors, please be meaningful
Appease the inner demons speaking “let it go”
The reason that you thinking squeezing help you most
Isn’t even on the easier of roads
You not chicken, crossing over takes a toll
Why oh why you on the other side
With no punchlinе
That’s the running joke, that’s systemic, folks
That’s thе bronze and gold, where the silver line?
Where the children lie? When I get so high?
Either fall flat, jump and gentrify
Be a doormat, stepped in shit that might
Happen to a guy like you
Habits to a guy like-
Happy to provide idle
Had it been for ole michael
Glad I kept the last name viral
Glass of water half full, might fill
Grasp the idea, I’m not spiteful
I just want you okay, I feel
Ill