Black Sheep

I mean it’s been a few months was waiting to right you back

I apologize to my dad then placing him in the spam

The basics of all this rage you’re complacent in where you stand

The awakening in of this fag vs the making … of of this man

Careful where you stand I’m taller and even stronger

Lift up on your feet told you don’t let me warn ya

Tell me dont raise my voice don't tell me to make it calmer

There’s some shit we gotta clear is you ready my little powtnah

I think you mad cause you lost control

You want me to fall in line on the xs and os

You want me on dotten signs It’s sick a rotten mind

This ***** is always fine, equipped with all your lies

Only thing I need is maybe vodka and little therapy

Some weed maybe serge Ibaka and two Sarafem

I‘m sick and I‘m calling the doctor new Benzathine

I‘ll tell you just leave you alone if you let me be

So it’s been years since I talked to granny

I think it’s pretty sick that I lost a family

The PIs watching in that solo camry

With my anxiety I should be off the xanny

Those chosen one, sad ***** lowest scum

The coldest hun Black Sheep Talk to em

And ah, if the situation changed

I wouldn't have said shit done exactly and the same