Birthed into caskets from burping in nappies
To permanently happy
I’m personally turning my stories from magic to tragedy solely to fill up my soul it's been sifted through
Birthed into caskets from burping in nappies
To permanently happy
I’m (personally)
Turning my stories from magic to (personally) tragedy solely to, solely to
Cradle to grave no matter the trillion branches I travel
It all goes to B from Point A
When I’m out then I’m out
But until then today is today is day one
Burping in nappies if lucky a couple of figures will love me and give up a couple of figures to raise me and hug mе a little when living gets
Littlе scar, little scratch
Little heart with no match
My engine kick back on the startup
I coulda been bigger I’m real good at math
I’ve seen how it adds with head down in hands from the back of the class
Yo that’s just a fact
Which leads me to now’s where I’m leading myself to wonder it if all loops back
I don’t like to brag (he do)
Unless it’s about how I fucked up my past
Which leads me to now’s where I’m leading myself to wonder if it all loops back
Or if that is just that
Or if that is just that or if that is just
Or if that i just that or if that is just..
Do You See What I'm Saying?
Need a whistleblower tryna be him knowing there ain’t shit to know
Earning my stripes like referee, putting life spice in the (recipe)
My
Slice of life is like a memory
Of a misanthrope under mistletoe
Waiting for the cold kiss of brevity
Freeing witty souls
With these reveries
In the meantime check my screen time
Make a bee line for the seeds sowed
It’s the up and down
Playing both sides
In between roles
In between
Birthed into caskets from burping in nappies
To permanently happy
I’m (personally)
Turning my stories from magic to (personally) tragedy solely to, solely to
To permanently happy
I’m personally turning my stories from magic to tragedy solely to fill up my soul it's been sifted through
Birthed into caskets from burping in nappies
To permanently happy
I’m (personally)
Turning my stories from magic to (personally) tragedy solely to, solely to
Cradle to grave no matter the trillion branches I travel
It all goes to B from Point A
When I’m out then I’m out
But until then today is today is day one
Burping in nappies if lucky a couple of figures will love me and give up a couple of figures to raise me and hug mе a little when living gets
Littlе scar, little scratch
Little heart with no match
My engine kick back on the startup
I coulda been bigger I’m real good at math
I’ve seen how it adds with head down in hands from the back of the class
Yo that’s just a fact
Which leads me to now’s where I’m leading myself to wonder it if all loops back
I don’t like to brag (he do)
Unless it’s about how I fucked up my past
Which leads me to now’s where I’m leading myself to wonder if it all loops back
Or if that is just that
Or if that is just that or if that is just
Or if that i just that or if that is just..
Do You See What I'm Saying?
Need a whistleblower tryna be him knowing there ain’t shit to know
Earning my stripes like referee, putting life spice in the (recipe)
My
Slice of life is like a memory
Of a misanthrope under mistletoe
Waiting for the cold kiss of brevity
Freeing witty souls
With these reveries
In the meantime check my screen time
Make a bee line for the seeds sowed
It’s the up and down
Playing both sides
In between roles
In between
Birthed into caskets from burping in nappies
To permanently happy
I’m (personally)
Turning my stories from magic to (personally) tragedy solely to, solely to
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