knockout

Been eight weeks since you left and broke my heart Said that I should talk about it, well, where do I start? Lemme light the spliff, I've been floating in the dark Some would call me insecure and some would call it art I'm a fucking mess, a pessimistic little cunt You're a hypocrite if you don't think that I'ma stunt Never wanna talk so I'll just roll another blunt Feelin' like the prophecy when I'm up in the cut And I guess I'll be okay if I just try a little harder You're the wind beneath my sails and the crack inside my armor I'm awake cause I fake sleep, head against the mortar I'ma bake like a cake when I smoke another quarter Fuck love I'ma soil it Prolly' boil it Pickin' at it while I'm sitting on the toilet Like acid tablets I'ma foil it Can't talk too much don't wanna spoil it Time's up guess ya clocked out Girl you really hit me with a knock out I rather lock lips with my bike mount Kiss up on a blunt I'm a kite now Sky high never climb down I'ma stay for it like I'm grime now Something isn't right I'ma find out I'm only gonna change if I sign out