So I was in class, scratching my ass
And I turned cause I heard my name called
It was a tall bitch in the back looking at me mad
Like I ain't do nothin' bad
Then I reached in bag
Pulled out my guitar, held it by the frets
I use it as an axe, if she comes from the back to the front
Putting up a front, blunt trauma
She wouldn't blink, I start to sink
Familiar face
She looks like, I can't say
She wouldn't blink, I start to sink
Familiar face
She looks like, I can't say
Posture rearranges
Yeah my mind is baking, and my throat is aching
Bad things gon' be taking place here
I thought, I'm surging my heart beat
It's all I can feel
She comes a little closer my hands turn to teal
The numbness is real
I look up, the lights is glaring
And I'm fearing, what the hell is this I'm hearing
Shit eyes is envisioning
The state that I am living in feels off
And the thoughts are louder than me
And shit I'm starting to feel heavy, getting a bit sweaty
Vision dying out
The light is blooming in
And if I die shit, I committed million sins
Okay now my face is on my shins