BLADE

Fam got hella thoughts

Because I paint my nails

Black

At this point in my

Life I'm looking

It's all fast

Disconnected from

The deception

I learn facts

I'm 11 what is heaven

Good kid just

Turned bad

Sixteen

My life went

Out of wack

Saying things I wish

I took back

Fuck that

Brain is a gun

Mouth

Banana mag

My Mind stuck

In a state of decay

I'm the daywalker

The blade in my

Hand

I keep my distance that's

Why I don't make friends

Was always cappin'

Backstabbed in the end

Feels like I'm falling

Where there is no

End

Early ages my

Troubles would begin

We turning in now

Its trouble he a whole

Bitch

Fading out now

It's nothing I don't

Miss

Bitch I got

My blade on

My hand