Saturday Night

Treated a deuce to myself
Cuz life just took one on me
I didn’t split it, I’m misfitted and sweet n salty
I’m workin’ as a hobby
I’m swervin’ everybody
I’m dashin’ out the fuckin’ function
Passin’ out inside my dungeon
I think I’m a zombie
Or a slave to my routine at least
I’ve waited and contemplated, I’ll change soon as this hatred leaves
Got faded every week, I tried to make some friends but see
An accident occured, and it fuckin’ hurt my mentality, like actually
I saw complex shapes
I felt my mind race
I grew angrier at shit I knew I can’t change
Now my hands don’t feel the same way, true statement
Just for fun I got crossfaded
I thought that shit was laced
Now every night I keep stressin’ and Ima always keep guessin’
If it’s all my fault
It just takes time for me to register
My body knows I’m sick of playing the wrong character

And it will take time
And it will take time
And it will take time
For me to cope, aye

Spooky turtle Ima ghost in my shell
White washed call me ghost in the shell
When Im alone I tend to think for myself
When I was faded I forgot how I felt
Fuckin’ help me if you say I need help
I feel like my whole life is a bad trip
And I ain’t never touch no acid
I’m speakin’ like a poet
Verses golden like a preacher
I’m praying, my knees hurt
Wear scars like a t-shirt, um
Disrespect me and I’ll try to forgive you
I got my hands full, dont think that I need another damn issue
I got a plateful, thankful every night that I been eatin’ though
Unstable, faith pulled me through and I ain’t even know
Life threw a curve-ball, hit that shit right out the park
And she’s a bitch because she’s makin’ it hard
I raise a fist and say I’m ready for war
Only God knows I been fightin’ since the start
Polite as fuck because I’m true to my heart