i really think this tape was trash
gonna burn it turn it into glass
my buddy ash asked why i lashed out in please
i said im like a crab ready to release its
mental instability the trilogy of ethnopharmacology
the inevitability of another mental breakdown is the
susceptability of a giggle's possibility of hostility like damn man did i
really do that much harm to the group of civility the villainy
of donut shocks me sometimes but
the past is in the past its not gonna last very long
i cant change it not even in the form of this song
to all of yall praying on my downfall
some day the rain fall will get to me and it'll be all about the
counsil allows for twisted perception of my mistakes my sorrows
ill drown on, my worst fears come true i've spun through a spiral of
mental illness, suicide, guilt, shame
i'm the only one to blame
i manipulated them i wasnt the greatest i can explain it was second hand nature to me
in my sick mind it was a game but
improvement's on the horizon
but i sruggle, it gets tougher and tougher to continue
every time im reminded of them i go into a spew of rage
rage at myself for lying to them about how im doing
damn
what a way to end the mixtape i guess