CUM RAG

Pouya

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    I wasted my youth in my bedroom alone
    Scared to live, am I ready to die? Relieve me of my phone
    World is sinking deeper, never been so eager to meet my maker
    Bitch, throw me away
    Bitch, I'm hollow
    Neck-deep in a bottle
    Yeah, people struggle, do anything for a dollar
    1992 Chevy Impala swingin' through the block
    Yeah, got a bag of blues tucked in my socks
    Yeah

    Florida boy came out of the mud
    I am the hurricane, I am the flood
    To wash away everything that you might love
    Where is the bud? Put that smokе in my lungs
    I'm numb
    Needle in my vein take thе pain away
    Fade away, feeling like Kobe at game day
    I am the roaches that hide in your walls
    I am the Boogeyman under the bed
    When I creep and I crawl with that heater
    I am the silhouette of the crypt keeper
    Glock hot like it has a fever
    Baby Bone, bitch, I don't give a fuck about you either
    Cancel cultures vultures on my dick
    Another day, another feminist
    Telling me I'm a scumbag
    Worthless cum rag
    Fuck boy just a disturbance
    When will I wake up and feel like I'm enough?
    I'm soul-searching, dick-deep in a bourbon
    Open up the curtains, can you see past the surface?
    I'm lookin' around, and I can see the world hurting
    Yeah, when will I wake up and feel like I'm not mush?
    I can smell my brain rot through the kush
    Took a tab of acid, turned into an octopus
    Middle finger to the media like '04 George Bush

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    Cum rag, cum rag
    Cum rag, cum rag
    Cum rag, cum rag
    Cum rag

    Face to face with the reaper
    I'm wide awake, I taste the pain
    Blood rushing through my veins
    Panic episodes unfold, so many stories untold
    You never know who got it out for you, this world is so cold
    Your worth is only measured on success
    Fame, drugs, and sex, intellect is irrelevant
    Getting high off the medicine the government endorsed
    Riding on the back of high horses
    Going off course, of course, I'm forced to show my hand
    That bleeds, just plant the seed inside of me
    I know so many kids in need
    I hope to be the voice for those who lack the company
    Set me free, let me be who I am
    I’m sick of feeling like nobody understands
    Undermine my mind, now my ego is dead
    Separate my soul from my body and head

    Yeah

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