The dream gon south
Lemme wake up from this nightmare
Many many dreams gon south
A pinch don't seem like enough
So I ran to the pen and it went like this
A calm wrath while I'm licking the bag
I see Lucifer smiling at me with canny of Xans saying
Bet you don't wanna feel shit
Bet you don't wanna feel shit, little nigga
Drowning in a pool, high pressure
Self diagnosed with depression
What the f*ck is that?
A chemical imbalance? Nah
It feels deeper than science
You see it under my eyelids
I'm sick and tired of silence
Trying hard to be a man, but the feeling is odd
Is it okay to have fear when your family splits?
Is it okay to shed tears or is that too bitch?
Black thoughts, black lungs
What a helluva mix
The cool kids shunned, the new kid's crushed
You ever gotten framed for someshit you never did? Shit
Sour souls and bitter little hearts
The land of milk and honey ain't sweet, grandma
The dream gon south
Lemme wake up from this nightmare
Many many dreams gon south
A pinch don't seem like enough
So I ran to the pen and it went like this
Went like this
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The dream gon south
Lemme wake up from this nightmare
Many many dreams gon south
A pinch don't seem like enough
So I ran to the pen and it went like this
A calm wrath while I'm licking the bag
I see Lucifer smiling at me with canny of Xans saying
Bet you don't wanna feel shit
Bet you don't wanna feel shit, little nigga
Drowning in a pool, high pressure
Self diagnosed with depression
What the f*ck is that?
A chemical imbalance? Nah
It feels deeper than science
You see it under my eyelids
I'm sick and tired of silence
Trying hard to be a man, but the feeling is odd
Is it okay to have fear when your family splits?
Is it okay to shed tears or is that too bitch?
Black thoughts, black lungs
What a helluva mix
The cool kids shunned, the new kid's crushed
You ever gotten framed for someshit you never did? Shit
Sour souls and bitter little hearts
The land of milk and honey ain't sweet, grandma
The dream gon south
Lemme wake up from this nightmare
Many many dreams gon south
A pinch don't seem like enough
So I ran to the pen and it went like this
Went like this
Lemme wake up from this nightmare
Many many dreams gon south
A pinch don't seem like enough
So I ran to the pen and it went like this
A calm wrath while I'm licking the bag
I see Lucifer smiling at me with canny of Xans saying
Bet you don't wanna feel shit
Bet you don't wanna feel shit, little nigga
Drowning in a pool, high pressure
Self diagnosed with depression
What the f*ck is that?
A chemical imbalance? Nah
It feels deeper than science
You see it under my eyelids
I'm sick and tired of silence
Trying hard to be a man, but the feeling is odd
Is it okay to have fear when your family splits?
Is it okay to shed tears or is that too bitch?
Black thoughts, black lungs
What a helluva mix
The cool kids shunned, the new kid's crushed
You ever gotten framed for someshit you never did? Shit
Sour souls and bitter little hearts
The land of milk and honey ain't sweet, grandma
The dream gon south
Lemme wake up from this nightmare
Many many dreams gon south
A pinch don't seem like enough
So I ran to the pen and it went like this
Went like this
Writer: Roy Rutto
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