TERROR PACKETS

[Verse 1: CENSORED dialogue]

Where was you at when I had to trap

Just to pay for my hormones?

Selling white kids mid, claim it's from a grid

But the shit really homegrown

Dad can you help me afford transition?

Disowned through a cell phone

The look in his face, soul displaced

He don't know me no more

Smoking so many cigs, my lungs got digs

From fuckin' up the ozone

So much bootleg move through my body

My veins Al Capone

Mom says Fenty won't make me a woman

I beat my cheekbones

Conceal a jawline

Harder than the block stood on by a P-Stone

Now these shawties really wanna fuck me

Trust me, I don't еven feel lucky

That's the best I'll gеt

It's shit when they say they love me

Is you really proud of me?

A comedian when you show me

Is you really down for me?

You a wraith when things get ugly

I am just dick to these hoes

Throw out my heart tie my stomach in knots

I am just dick to these hoes

Why do you always assume I'm a top?

I am just dick to these hoes

Until the government says that I'm not

I am just dick to these hoes

I'm just a dick to these hoes

[Chorus: Backxwash]

Terror packets in my early habits on the verge of losing my soul

I see the terror happening just from where I'm standing (But the herb is keeping me warm)

I feel the ember gasses everywhere and back

And as it burns it's heaving my nose

I see the terror packets with a wave of sadness

Terror packets with a wave of sadness

Terror packets in my early habits on the verge of losing my soul

I see the terror happening just from where I'm standing (But the herb is keeping me warm)

I feel the ember gasses everywhere and back

And as it burns it's heaving my nose

I see the terror packets with a wave of sadness

Terror packets with a wave of sadness

[Verse 2: Backxwash]

Pythons, Lycans, bite 'em, right like Tyson

Lifeless, lightning, strike 'em, fight them, aight then and it's

Vampires, warlocks, campfire, Zoloft

Voltron, Ultron, locked and loaded stop this, go on and

I wonder if I'm in love with the shame

I numb it away, but I always got somethin' to say

Back then I took a bump in the face

To feel dead like my government name

The weak bent as the rummages play

Think Genghis, the bloodiest way

Feet dangling, The Hunters' refrain

Think Zangief, a couple of strays

And I dealt with too many punks

And I been groomed in a bunch

Life was just losers and drugs

Abusers and using, I took a few just for lunch

I need a few of em blunts

Tooth crooked and done

I was the crookiest one

I need a noose and a pump

The doobiest hun

Fuck it the dubious bum

Up to my shoes in some rum

[Chorus: Backxwash]

Terror packets in my early habits on the verge of losing my soul

I see the terror happening just from where I'm standing (But the herb is keeping me warm)

I feel the ember gasses everywhere and back

And as it burns it's heaving my nose

I see the terror packets with a wave of sadness

Terror packets with a wave of sadness

Terror packets in my early habits on the verge of losing my soul

I see the terror happening just from where I'm standing (But the herb is keeping me warm)

I feel the ember gasses every way and back

And as it burns it's heaving my nose

I see the terror packets with a wave of sadness

Terror packets with a wave of sadness

[Outro: Angela Davis on Violence and Revolution]

Because of the way this society is organised, because of the violence that exists on the surface everywhere, you have to expect that there are going to be such explosions, you have to expect things like that as reactions. If you are a Black person who lived in the Black community all your life, and walk out on the street every day seeing white policemen surrounding you, I—

When I was living in Los Angeles long before the situation in LA ever occurred, I was constantly stopped, the police didn't know who I was, but I was a Black woman

I had a natural innate Stockholm…