​isekai

Ive got some clownery about me
Don't doubt me
Naw, i ain't getting better
Thought you would've understood
This the seventh fucking letter
Even though i don't be hearing back
Ill still make you remember
Aye, all this pain out of spite
Every lyric i write is infused with a tinge of you
Mixed with a little blue
Orange skies in the backdrop and shit
This just another fucking song bout how i wanna die
Half cockin the grip
Grip the pistol like an xlr
Bmx stole from me, aye, there go a check
I put myself in harms way and now i need me some rest
A piece of shit is what i am
But i work to improve myself
By changing nothing in my life
Just need some time to make it right

I see the light in every shade of you
Im made from you
You made of me
Composition of each other
I sit and ponder what we would look like together
But you broke it off, some aqua
Misalign my chakras