My relationship with music?
Is like an incel on only fans
Feeling himself before he shoots it
Swearing he'll be noticed any minute so deluded
Torturing himself claiming that its therapeutic
Who's sick, who's lit and covered in drip
I couldn't give two shits
Parachute in waving 2 sticks
Paramilitary they dive or get hit
Still outside like fat nick
With grips that slap quick
We ain't catching bodies
We just hit em make em volley
Music hit em like it caught em'
In the lobby with a shotty, yeah
We ain't catching bodies
We just hit em till they volley
Music hit in the head body
Pepper like I shot a shotty
