Came to kill, 2019 I been standing still, now I’m grabbing steel And I’m burning money like I’m branding deals, watch me turn this place to Amityville Stay in your lane or I’m taking it, ace as shit from a basic bitch Taking the pot fore I’m lacing it, taking this spliff to my head and spit Got a lot going for me, what with this eyes all up on me And with my icy demeanor I got these thots looking for me And I’m not profiting on this shit, but I’m hopeful and honestly I just want y’all to know how much this shit matters supporting me, uh Struggle – that’s what it do, wouldn’t do it if there’s nothing to it Call it unintuitive, can love it or lose it, I’m somewhat intrusive but that’s how I move Oh my god – when will these guys get a clue, colour me rude But I’m not fucking with dudes, no exception for you, stop sending me nudes, don’t you get it, ew Better off buying gf at grand exchange, my mistake As if you could pull that off, ay, i’d like to see you land one maybe I’m outlandish, scandic, frantic, scantily clad nymphomaniac Cus you can’t understand me, I will use that as my stepping slab I’m taking it over, can’t wait any longer Listen straight from your phones, no longer files in my folder Ready to go, I’m done with taking it slow Let’s end this heavy and noisy I finna set it in stone, ay Welcome to the first and final chapter, wreak disaster Accepting organ donations, finna capture hearts of rappers All across the world in laps, we do this in ALL CAPS I’m proving my own act, let’s do this with cold facts

Have some bruises to go with your two cents What are true friends, cut off the loose ends I’m OP, but low-key I loathe me I’m seem be repeating this whole thing, revolving It around in my zone, I’m feeling awfully cold Don’t take it lightly, yet you’re treating it as comedy gold Ominous aura, not as commonly known It’s the insomnia that’s creeping on me watching me go I’m a monster in so many ways in confidence though So you can try to run away, but get a coffin to go Have some bruises to go with your two cents What are true friends, cut off the loose ends Have some bruises to go with your true friends What are two cents, cut off the loose ends Hold it I’m so gangster you can’t me from the capping Imma teach you all the consequence to keep you all from yapping, uh Add it up, had enough, rabid husky lather up Foaming at the mouth I tell the cop that I can break these cuffs When It came to drugs, can’t take enough, faded Ain’t no waking us, I’m on it, name it, any drug, any one Never done, see my demons and I run as anyone Would upon the ending dawn steady staring at you, coming at you Have some bruises to go with your two cents What are true friends, cut off the loose ends Have some bruises to go with your true friends What are two cents, cut off the loose ends It’s tough coming home, the writing’s on the wall The past won’t leave me alone, doesn’t bother them at all though And it gets even colder, can’t take it any longer Expressing it in song I feel repetitive as all fuck Now I’ve got bruises inside of me, clawing deep The walls around me always laughing, making fun of me I wanna put myself above it all but that’s where I fall Under, I run away from comfort, for comfort

Nothing makes sense no more And it can’t be ignored Yeah we fall to the floor Makes you wonder what for Feel like I’m in a dream longer than a limousine I’m in need of assistance, where I been? I don’t know my height, but the colour of my skin is white Which is fine, it’s tight, but what happened last night? Dots won’t connect, what’s up with my head Is this my head? I cannot tell I’m not feeling well, can I get off, this is hell I’m not in myself, but I’m not someone else right? Don’t know where I am, who’s this holding my hand She controlling me? Nah that ain’t it, don’t spazz Bitch who asked you? Shit that was me Bitch who asked you? I think I’m repeating Myself, fearing myself What did I to appear in this hell Well at least you’re here, won’t you tell me about me You’re my girlfriend, are you sure? This is wild Nothing makes sense no more And it can’t be ignored Yeah we fall to the floor Makes you wonder what for My shattered hands trembling on a blade mid attempt I know I know I’d never kill a friend, or kill again But I’m losing the pieces I had in the end My past life is coming back all on the fringe of my brain tied by a hairpin, I guess I forgot I guess I forgot. Who are you again? I’m deep in thought, but what about Butterfly effect Feel my life stopped So abrupt All my money’s spent I thought I had some My hands in your blood Whole bod feeling numb I thought I loved you I thought we had somn But I can’t remember Can just remember your perfume and your fucked up temper

I’m incarcerated, my brain’s a spaceship I’m trapped within with no destination I rest my cases of baggage lately Just can’t take it, I need less to face in This fucking race to success in anything greater ourselves Inside me, this shit’s wild could I list it all in a zip file Could you fit it in the cloud, are you with me now, are you with me how? I can’t – hold a candle To the channels – I’m a fan of No safety – net to land on Steppen on – like a sandle No stereodyke fuck flannels, uh I can’t understand myself Half the time I can’t stand myself I’ll always – be in the shadow Always – in the shadow Just hoping – to combat those Leaning over me but I know I’ll be smoking it a ll down though I lost my touch? Says who Kill a vibe, stay rude I’m in love, this mood Is mine to keep, it’s mine to reap It’s like this, I don’t even give a shit Darkness on my mind like blacked dot com up in this fuckin bitch Shit, I been cynical, no Pyro, really doe, oh why doe Been this for a while ho I’m fitted like my style oh Hollup let me second guess myself for the second hundredth Time, I ain’t even gonna a lie, I been scheming for a while Watch the money pile up, if I ain’t talking bout mine I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine aah I’m stepping out the line of chalk, on the scene of the crime I feel haunted like The Shining, I’m losing my fucking mind Sometimes I feel so blind, can’t recognize that I’m sublime, and then Sometimes I feel so blind and so caught up that no one likes me I broke my crutch I cry so much Amputee, know why Cus I lost my touch

Channel everything, I want everything I won’t ever be a failure excel in every area Salmia Kira coming to you as Saria It’s hilarious, unhinged, the skeletons are at it again Occupying my mind, I’m sinful Wrote a list of insults, won’t ever say shit though Except for when I spit and feel like tearing in my skin Revealing everything within, holy shit it’s running thin it’s like The ice I’m skating, I’m tearing at the seams Transcended bitch but I don’t wanna wear it on my sleeve But it’s out of my control, and I can’t unlock the puppet-tier Sometimes I’m so alone, I can’t make sense of how I feel But I gots to power on, right? They’re all so fucking disappointed Can’t tell what’s only in my head or what is really going on Can’t do this on my own, approval is in order, haha Fancy me a poet, right, y’already know it Ask me where I see myself in five years I can hardly remember that far back My life is like a car crash Don’t even start, say that again it gon tear you apart, let it embark, uh End of the start, right, only the opposite, face it it’s not Yeah, imma take it all back Channel everything, i want everything Devil grinning, bring it, watch me tackle everything Places I ain’t ever been, afraid I can’t come back again Jealousy is a disease I’ll fight it till the bitter end I said I wanted everything I meant it, never-ending stream Of wealth and piles of evergreen, house with my name addressed to it Albums with listeners, an active following Or some shit I want it all, I want it all, me me, fucking spend it all on me I wanna be worth the hassle, Insecurities holding me back Shrouded in dysphoria, am I not fucking old enough To make my own damn choices now, huh Channel everything, i want everything I’ll go on forever, tire fire, Lilith take the wheel Walking tall embarrassment, another broken carousel No point in embellishing, there’s no one left to play But still I channel everything, I know everything, I see destiny, I go chasing it I go crazy with my endeavors, I plan on besting you all at everything everything everything

Like clockwork The moon’s at it pique Uncovering, illuminating Truth we don’t speak Like clockwork They awake at night When the moon’s precise In the gloomy sky Forest path on frozen grass, uh On my horse’s back with a torch attached I could’ve sworn they was on my ass Just a second ago, guess they warned me that To come alone was bad thinking, I second that quickly ey Her calls are what lead the way, course it’s all in my head But I cannot shake it from my core being, not again I’m a slave to her, she is all I want, but in vain There’s a graveyard, a place with no name where no sane people Tread, where dead re-ignight with their flames And we’re drawn there by nature, a force beyond brain You’d think there’s a way but it can’t be explained, nah I can sense her presence, her essence Sent from the heavens but sentenced to endlessness In the moonlight she takes on a graceful face But the shadows reveal her true self, in decaying state Like clockwork The moon’s at it pique Uncovering, illuminating Truth we don’t speak Like clockwork They awake at night When the moon’s precise In the gloomy sky I’ve awaited your return and – lately I’ve been yearning Betrayed by the world to a never-ending search I’ve missed you, I wish you were one of us, buried I think you could fit in just perfect, I’m worth it, right? “Yes mistress, you know best mistress” You have no idea how fucking possessed she is How obsessed I’ve been, she wants me to take part in as The moon sets as soon and she knows she must rest again Yeah, she’s been counting the days And now I’m caught in haze, like I’m lost in a maze But in every dead end I see, I see fate Cus in the moon shine it appears she’s still fresh There’s a definite temptation, alluring in so many ways Just thinking it my mind is raising, cursed or nay, I struggle waiting Thinking this might be the day, never say to never stay Thinking this might be the day, spell the end, hail mary Like clockwork The moon’s at it pique Uncovering, illuminating Truth we don’t speak Like clockwork They awake at night When the moon’s precise In the gloomy sky Every full moon like clockwork, the bodies emerge Grave purge, leave no tomb-stone unturned Nothing lives forever though, you’d think we’d ever learn, right? Pay your concerns cus they’re all quickly reassured But today is the day, let’s get ceremonial We’re paving the way, how end of the story goes We’ll never know, but something is up yo I came to join in the afterlife forever in love yo But with every single visit she’s acting up, suspect Every little detail she’s been leaving out, never mind I’ve become so entranced, it’ll even out – just right I thought upon killing myself for her, cut, slice My time is running out, she’s smiling at me now Her body’s turning whiter by the second, till I’m out My god I’m realizing what this nonsense is about As the spirits take my body and I’m hauled into the ground Like clockwork The moon’s at it pique Uncovering, illuminating Truth we don’t speak Like clockwork They awake at night When the moon’s precise In the gloomy sky The song is about a cursed graveyard where we can visit our loved ones on the full moon Twist: They’re actually meeting evil spirits taking control over their dead partners, and making them appear almost alive, luring them to their deaths.

My whole life done changed in 2012 I – started making beats got excited as hell Got a midi keyboard put it straight on the shelf Spoiled brat in my room always listening to Eminem In school I never said much, too busy having a head rush Staring at my desk thinking I was a depressed dummy Drawing in my note books, paying no attention, running Always fucking running hiding, never the best at nothing Okay, I was scared a lot, never told nobody I can’t remember what for, can’t have been a lot I wanna say it was about fitting in But had a few friends, that I haven’t seen since I used to always drag em into projects, movies, little films Out in the garden, camcorder that I got for Christmas Now almost all of that same footage is lost I just never took good care, I didn’t think of the cost And the same shit goes for my art, damn It’s all gone, it’s all on me and I guess in the long run, what’s best for me’s yet to come Feels like I’ve started my life over, square one It’s funny, back when I was damn young My biggest inspiration was motherfucking Ed Munch Made my own art galleries, self centered as fuck Bet all I did was plagiarize, won’t surprise much I think I probly drove my whole family crazy Cus I would always make shit, I would always take things I was never basic, I could never face it I would look around and question how am I related I would always shake shit up like a bass string As much as love my cousins, they never did See me for the one I was, so pretentious Don’t know what lead me except for the pressure Put into a category I didn’t belong in Discouraged from saying what I’m saying in songs Bet people see me now and want no getting involved So now I’m tellin em off, cus bitch now I’m better off