i’m my own problem, act up, satan’s son
repent when i’m chewing on cement
bars like swan songs, one and done
vent again & again like my tune’s a lament
crucified to my mattress, throwing up daisies
always got me tryna raise the dead
doing your best to try not face it
skip to the credits before the end
know you wanna go back to your old ways
those growing pains got you thinking every dog got it’s day
but you be so chill wit a pound, think you grip too loose wit the noose too used to being put down
air those grievances out baby lay that coochie on my mouth
tie excuses down before your feet hit the ground
you using me but i’m using you too, cosy blacking out on your couch
does it feel worthless, when you not sober?
does it feel worth it, when you hungover?
is that comedown worth the night out?
would you still come round, if the plug’s about?
two sides split minds one slings one saves so i’m somewhere in between
don’t do me like malcolm x on my head but never find a sweet spot
quit then retreat fiend on repeat maybe i’m just too sensitive
memory all we got but bag after bag fucked me past the rot
rats, rats, rats, villain hanging wit vermin
snort, snort, snort, nose & mouth runnin
rats, rats, rats, make it past the mud
blunt, blunt, blunt, but digging’s more fun
slip when you speak tryna riff but you ain’t plugged in
trip again stand weak, sumthin gotta give
feedback, heart attacks, lines outta sync
risky in the thick of it, forgot how to swim
buckshots to the deers grazing on your field
lotta luck spot another darling blank face shoot to kill
im off on sumthin, food chain, im top of the summit
you a rabbit, im top running, you another meal
i’m my own problem, act up, satan’s son
repent when i’m chewing on cement
bars like swan songs, one and done
vent again & again like my tune’s a lament
crucified to my mattress, throwing up daisies
always got me tryna raise the dead
doing your best to try not face it
skip to the credits before the end
i’m my own problem, act up, satan’s son
repent when i’m chewing on cement
bars like swan songs, one and done
vent again & again like my tune’s a lament
crucified to my mattress, throwing up daisies
always got me tryna raise the dead
doing your best to try not face it
skip to the credits before the end
credits
released December 2, 2022
written, performed, mixed and mastered by yizzi
