Where’s My Sanity

(​Hook)
Where is my sanity

Verse 1
Fuck ya pity
I'ont need it
Imma a god
You a peasant
Hesitation get you Vader
In the fader
Always later
Put you in this oscillator
Turn you to aviator
Percolator on ya grave
All my focus, be this paper
Fuck around and turn to paper
Lonzo ball, only laker
All this hype, thank me later
For the gang, call giannis
Versatile to be honest
Now I gotta a few responses
Check body, get harness
Fuck I'm tired of being modest
All at night I'm seeing monsta's
Foster all this hate I'm cautious
Obby maul, I leave you coffin
Always tired, I'm barely talking
Lately bias too much talking
Now I'm Santa feel ya stocking
Shock ya spirit Brian Dawkins
Tryna kill'em Sean Payton
Set that bounty we ain't waiting
It's a science, never faking
Fabricated wit yourr favorite
Tryna put me in a box
Boy please nigga stop
Sneak dissing like ops
Get you thrown up off da docks

(Heavy breathing)

Time lapse check ya facts
In back wit da pack
Always off the map
Imma rush you like I'm sapp
Trust me boy issa rap
Pussy boy
Take a nap
Fishy boy, bag back
Ask ya girl imma snack
Gotta her geeking of da pack
Always strapped never lacked
Keep a pack that's tac
Count a rack then I stack
Keep'em burning like I'm mac
Kill ya soul like a jack
Samurai like I'm jack
Plot armor for battle
Niggas moving like some cattle
Let me know if I should settle
But that means you meet my metal
Hollow tip it make you fragile
Never thought of it as casual
Yea I know I been a asshole
It's the king fuvk you thought
Cake walk on you niggas
Got them bullets by the bulk
Got the dagger for ya squad
Niggas passive but that hard
Till I get up at vantagte
Sniper rifle causing panic
Have your family feeling manic
Put you on another planet

(Hook)
Where's my sanity ?

Verse 2
Hesitation get you peppered
Edges blurry like it's feathered
Fuck ya reason wit my logic
All ya move is microscopic
Lucid dreams
Wit da draco
Killing off my fucking ego
What is life wit out some evil
John Orr wit da pillow
Pick ya heart up off the floor
I ain't even start the gore
All that fear a clog ya pores
Rolling raws, out da woods
Little nigga that could
Skinny nigga buk ya hood
Really watch you been saying
For dat a r get to spraying
Den these bodies get to laying
Now ya family contemplating
What's a prayer to a god
What's god to my waist
Calicoes a break his face
Flow bombarding like some mace
You barbaric , keep ya place
You confused about da trap
Trust me boy Issa trap
Rush me boy
I never lack
Point it at me
Better shoot me
Cause I'm coming where you roofing
And you know I'm fucking ruthless
Choppa hit you, show me your true intentions