Psychosis

Tell myself I gotta stop em then pop four in the morning

Up and atom! thermonuclear time bomb

Hope I don't explode I wanna blow up 'cos I write songs

But you could probably split the atom with a little pitter patter

Sensory issues I can never kill the chitter chatter

Going back and forth in my head feels like it's never ending

Voices telling me to end it highway to hell descend it

Pedal to the metal send it dependent on unhealthy pleasures

Step in the confession booth tell them that the devil sent me

Cool bro very edgy! brah I think you've gone crazy

Inshallah Allah save me Will not let my past break me

Nor be my definition I need an exorcism

So sick of repetition loopy and my head keeps spinning

Pattern recognition I kinda l wish I didn't

'Cos ignorance is bliss and sometimes knowledge is a prison

Chronic pessimism manifests the negative

I don't want my life to end how many of friends have did

Neck in the sheets empty sedative sheets

Surround the bed that sleep in tell my friends that I'm weak

I can't deal with the pain I need to be with my mates

Every time I blink I can still see their faces

Like they're scarred behind my eyelids see the scarlet on my iris

The temptation of violence rises sometimes it hard to fight it

Crew try to mutinies me fuck it turn Somali pirate

Pinkman when his missus died I ain't on that Bonnie Clyde shit

Shot caller cold as ice on some Walter White shit

See the lies behind their eyes so why they trying to hide it

I can't get to sleep I'm trying! screaming but I feel crying

Teary eyes are never drying lungs weezy I feel like dying

Try to sleep and hear the sirens weed the only peace provided

Seen a mother lose her only son and I still hear her crying

Every night still hear the screaming life support still hear the beeping

PTSD I can barely use a cash machine

The noises sound like broski dying have to keep my phone on silent

Phobia of the dark and silence most nights I keep the lights on

Got molested as a child I just held it all inside

Let me get this off my mind I know that there's more to life

Can't tell if I'm awake or dreaming fucking hell I hate this feeling

Broski won't rent me the piece cos he knows I'm gon' paint the ceiling

Waiting by the phone in case she asks me how my day has been

Reflect to my reflection and I tell him come and save me please

Codependent since my lady ghosted had a haunted mind

I know this a morbid vibe but i'm sick of rappers talking lies

Haram they're telling porky pies Vader how they force their lines

I was lost in the sauce too but I finally got the portion right

Done

Haram they're telling porky pies Vader how they force their lines

I was lost in the sauce too but I finally got the portion right

Done