Nightmare E

So, You tell me that everything just isn't going well. Well, first off... My only problem is death. Fuck heaven, I ain't showing no religion respect. Brain damage, therapy's the only thing I regret. Talking to me is like a fucking body missing A neck. But I'm surprised I ain't pop off, My top off. Life is a bitch and my Cock soft, the Glock's cocked. My hands tremble, my fingers slip, the walls red. Her life is fucked, she's sad now, her son Is dead. I told her I'm her worst nightmare. This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair. My spirit floats around in the night air or In your daydreams, that's how death seems. I told her I'm her worst nightmare. This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair. My spirit floats around in the night air or In your daydreams, that's how death seems. When I was younger, I would smile a lot. I'm getting older, getting bolder with a wiser top. Now I'm drunk driving, lap full of Budweiser tops. Life is a movie and you're just a prop. They beg me to stop, but I listen like Death drums. Love, I don't get none. That's why I'm so hostile to the kids that Get some. My father called me to tell me He loved me. I have a better chance of Getting Taylor Swift to fuck me. Annoying I'm ugly, most niggas wanna punch me. I'm surprised the fucking doctor even touched me. Feel like Humpty, you hoping that I fall, Fuck y'all. I'm ace, I'm parentless, I kinda arrogant. Ignorant as fuck, offend people for the hell of It because I am the devil, fucker, get on My level. Donuts and keys and Kick Flip Supremes And markers. My life is Miss Mo Unique Parker, But a little darker. I'll see you in a couple. OF. I told her I'm her worst nightmare. This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair. My spirit floats around in the night air or In your daydreams, that's how death seems. I told her I'm her worst nightmare. This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair. My spirit floats around in the night air or In your daydreams, that's how death seems Tyler, Here's some water, man. You, You seem a little tense. How's, uh, how's the bae? All because a nigga just don't give a fuck. Parents wanna blame me all because their kid is Fucking up. But fuck that, you're a shitty parent, Face it, suck it up. Is what you should've Did before that nigga bust, huh. Feel like I miss my little brother growing up. Feel like my little brother miss his brother growing Up. But this is Golf Wang, like he miss His family growing up. I got a little taller since the last time You seen me, bruh. Now I'm emo, So fuck it, I'm pouring up. But I never had a drink. Sydney, Tyler's throwing up. My nigga Jasper said if I drink and get Drunk enough, I won't feel the feelings I be Feeling when I'm sobered up. But that's a fucking lie, why would he say That? I'm as emotionally straight as Travis when he Telepone blew. Don't look at me, I'm 6'5", About to fucking cry about another guy, but this Is Golf Wang, do or die. I finally had a family. Domo's in another state and where the fuck is Riley? Now you niggas wanna be nice because the Labels wanna sign me, but before the co-signing, Had you fuckers been signing? Fuck that, I hope you die in a fiery Death. One ear I got kids screaming, "OF is The best." The other ear I got Tron Cat Asking where the bullets and the bombs at so I can kill these levels of stress. Shit, They say that I'm shock value. How about you hop off cock and turn Valium Down? I haven't got around to telling my mom Shit 'cause I don't know how to. All I want is her support but know what The fights at home, where mommy cuss out cousins 'til knives get shown. Now she's really fucking pissed, so the knives get Thrown and hit her in her fucking neck, now Her throat's all gone. Looking like a fucking monster from the Twilight Zone. Then they wonder why I stay at Travis' Pad with a backpack for the whole week full Of plastic wrap, black tees, and deodorant like his House is my home. I could live with the same hat and the Same flat screen TV watching Flapjack and the same Bacon and waffles on that nice Saturday where I Skate with the same fucking friends at. Didn't give a fuck about fame or a name. Oh, message from the jizzler. Oh, another one from Plain Pat. Email full of emails I never write back. Ain't kill myself yet, and I already want my Life back. I told her I'm her worst nightmare. This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair. My spirit floats around in the night air or In your daydreams, that's how death seems. One shot, two shots, one gun, two cops. I'm going in, flu shots couldn't kill me with Two top rockers. You on the side of faggots And cock blockers. I'm on the side of badass Kids and the top-notchers. I'm Barney, dinosaur hardly ever human 'cause I'm Shooting with the baggies and the carnies. You niggas can't harm me 'cause y'all know that We have the fucking dirty like it's laundry. Calm Nigga, get off me. Look, calm man. Fuck off me, man. Fuck, what's, what's gotten into you? I don't, I don't know. It's, it's like I'm A different person at times. Sometimes I'm fucking mad, sometimes I'm not. Yeah, yeah, It's like I got a fucking voice In my head telling me to do all this Fucked up shit, man. Yeah, what's this-fucking know, man. What's this voice telling you, It tells me to do this shit that I Don't wanna fucking do. What's his name? Tron Cat.