Rot

I can't be perfect

Even when I try

There's always something

Broken

Deep inside

I try to clean my skin

But there's dirt under my nails

But when my time runs out

I feel like I might die

Will will I rot rot

My skin peels off off

My body goes cold cold

I'm sinkin too low low

Will I rot rot

Rot glitches

Am I rot

Rotten to the core

I don't wanna feel no more

These bitches don't like us

These bitches be biting

I don't even try hard

I barely be writing

Flow sound like heroin

I don't even trust no one

Cus they got knives behind they back

They hate you but they imitate

That's just a fact

I don't fuck with chit chat

No I don't like that

Can you bring the beat back

Cus I've been fighting with real demons you couldn't take

But I was built for this shit so I can't break

No

Will will I rot rot

My skin peels off off

My body goes cold cold

I'm sinkin too low low

Will I rot rot

Am I rot

Am I rot

No I am not

Pick up the pace

These bitches can't pick up the pace

They pull up they smile in face

I pull up

I pull up

I pull up

I pull up

I pull up

I pop it like aye

These bitches they never could take

I'm servin this shit with no plate

Fuck up a beat then I beat up my face aye