Grassier

I just lucid dream u get all of the attention I don’t want ur blood cause it has so much tension u can’t make fun of me cause I ain’t different I been in my way tryin to tell people to mop this drip cause it been saucin the only thing that’s saucin is this big stock on my gun just to tell u that ur wrong trip to see ur mom I’m done u better him to the beats that come out of my drum scratch that all these thoughts in my head I can’t keep track who’s dead all these haters around me I might as well go to bed I stoudy so hard I pass out on my red pillow case if I was lieing u would tell by my head I’m sad no one asks bout my dad he’s mad he’s cool he just hops in the pool I don’t care if it’s cringey cause u know that it’s true scratch that