​yours truely

[Intro]
Salem

[Verse]
Vacant mind, my conscience makin' a firm split
Trapped in lines, and steady spittin’ the worst shit
Overthinkin' time, ain't even taken my first hit
And truth will always rhyme, could give a fuck if it hurts, bitch
Understand beyond focus and make the words fit
Fuck a reefer, pass the knowledge, that’s that pure shit
Doctors cheatin' at they college, they can't cure shit
You couldn't take on a major, to even learn this
We can't vibe out forever, you pussies ain't ever seen strife
Platinum sellin' rеcord, on the wall inside my dream lifе
Grippin' on the heat, so we just waitin’ for the green light
Pumpin’ fakes, don't even know what the team like
Fuck a friend, they refuse to give back the energy
Everyone left and I’m pissin' up on the memories
I'm sick and fuckin' tired, of my life hangin’ in jeopardy
Mentally, shot hot, faster than fuckin' Kennedy
Used to keep my men at ease
And all them fakin' fucks, now live in cribs wit' high amenities
Young Kuma, ain't replaceable, y'all couldn't find a remedy
Respectfully, I'm simply just motherfuckin' a fuckin' entity
This the typ'a shit, that give me soul, it's not a sedative
This is what I'm rappin', I don't care if it's repetitive
If you do not like it, suck my dick until it's sensitive
This is what I think, and I don't care if that shit negative
I'm burnt out, crashin' in apartments like an accident
Addicts quit, then they come back rushin' for that catalyst
I'm bad at this, when the fuck I turn into an activist?
I guess I'm passionate, but yet I'm very fuckin' adamant
That shit will never work
Me and you, we not the same, we cut from different fuckin' percs
Since birth, never gave a flying fuck about this Earth
And the worst part is, I never found out my worth
Bitches be like "Akuma bye, stop playin'.'"
In the booth and we smokin' on high octane
Failed in school, but shawty givin' me top brain
And I was fighting for blood up until the cops came
Intrusive thoughts, I wanna kill him, let the demons do it
And he gon' die in my head, long as they keepin' to it
You rappers boring, that shit you droppin' is sleep inducing
The mic won't work, unless you mothafuckas speak into it
But who am I right?
While y'all been holdin' it down and keepin' the limelight
Ever since December, been waitin' until the time's right
Thought this rap shit ain't forever, my definition is finite
But I'm the top best and I don't even try, how is you not pressed
Bitch, talk less, don't got time for this shit, bitch, you a hot mess