I’m sorry none of y’all even competition with what I just wrote literally a true story bout when I meet a murder shit so fucking raw I might just post it as my first song ever
Too many tactics occurred during that period of my laces always hitting the ground, the moonlight warmed me up like matches cause my mattress had the warmth of small dribbles once the water releases from the clouds/ The demons were my leeches, always stuck around until my melanin mimicked the faces of non-makeup clowns/ Applaud for those who were built for their niches, I’m currently in the same state of a puzzle before it’s construction is allowed
