Kill Your Demons

Yeah
Way up
Yo I’ve been twisting up this cess
In many instances of stress
Like when my chick picked up and left
From too much bitches in my texts
Yo I’ve been keeping backwoods rolled and vibing
More than I’ve been socializing
Homie yo your hoes vaginas potent product
Turning off her phone alot, she on my top like local cops
She knows you and your bros are jokes, she trynna fuck the dopest rhymers
Yo i’m a product of those late nights I couldn’t sleep
I’m Cyanide, you’re sugar sweet
They look at me so crookedly-
Cause i turned to what they couldn’t be
And I don’t wanna hear about the way that they been feeling bout me
Illest in my town and county
So is all these kids around me
Ive been practicing more patience
Ive been saying no to favors
I can see it in they face
When they get salty switch to hating
Ain’t no way in hell these kids are gonna slow me from my paper
Yeah, yeah
We going up they never called that
Got your call, we don’t call back
They gossip talking with false facts
Give it up boy you’re all wack
(Chorus: Perennial)
Eloping to a higher plane of devotion
This rope around my throat is hoping my neck gets broken
Frozen in a moment of lonely words to assemble
I awoke to find myself a sage without a temple
(Verse 2: ROSINBOO)
Look
I hope you know that I’m aware, I can no longer care
Cold stare with the glare, and she took me out my chair-
By surprise she caught my eye
Even blew my fuckin high
Hip-Hop is my life
And I’ll love her 'til I die
I’ve been steady gettin high
Give a fuck bout lookin fly
You can see my 3rd eye
I’ve been flying through the sky-
Gettin lifted, having visions
As I walk in with this pimpin
I’m a Shepard you’re a sheep
I don’t ever get no sleep
Slow creep with the heat
Trynna make it off a dream
But late night I see the beams
I gotta dodge 'em with my team
Chasing CREAM, I’m a fiend
For the sticky icky green
I’m a beast on any beat
I’m on shrooms when I think
Never blink, I need peace
But this war is in the streets
And it’s a shame, We got no one else to blame
Society got me fucked, I’ve been feeling stuck
Like I’m in a rut, now I’m rolling blunts
Like it’s back to back, and that’s track to track
Inhaling dabs
(Chorus: Perennial)
Eloping to a higher plane of devotion
This rope around my throat is hoping my neck gets broken
Frozen in a moment of lonely words to assemble
I awoke to find myself a sage without a temple
(Verse 3: Perennial)
Waking up like what the fuck is going on and am I still dreamin
I keep sweepin off these demons but they quietly creepin
Leavin love of life and laughing as they scratchin at my back
Cackling, bombs blasting plastered me with flak
I labored day after day for those saber-toothed haters
Catered to traitors, trays of revolvers with one in the chamber
And gave up the plaster knife, for sculpting my own life
Left a note at the bus stop that stank of hope for less strife
Hallowed out temple from hammering in religion
Stammering indecision and hammocking intuition
Filled with nothing but contempt and venomous suspicion
It’s just a pipe dream to think someone would share my position
Blood and sweat from love well meant, covered salty wallowin
Of hollow kin to follow sorrowful brethren
To the land of mystic treasure with, gifts that never end, and then
Forever rid of curdled life and the darkness within
(Chorus: Perennial)
Eloping to a higher plane of devotion
This rope around my throat is hoping my neck gets broken
Frozen in a moment of lonely words to assemble
I awoke to find myself a sage without a temple