Problem

Fuck is you thinking lil' boy
 Run up no shooter, that blade on your throat
 Tread lightly, I might just be losing my psyche
 See zombies, they mindless, incited by hype beasts
 I know y'all can't stand me, you think that I'm hyping
 Google me find me
 There's no defining
 No jewelry, no shining, just shitten
 Dismissive, been nice with the written
 My pen like Da Vinci
 I know this is cringing
 The door off the hinges
 Can't stop me, I'm feeling so vengeful
 I'm back on the whisky, been feeling so risky
 Controlling my history, I'm taking your listeners
 Fuck all that shit about taking my time
 I'm out this bitch, and i'm taking what's mine
 Patient like Jason, your heart get to racing
 Been silent like Myers, your heart not escaping
 Admired like jeepers, my eyesight amazing (yeah)
 Rephrasing, your structure, auxiliary bitch
 There is no structure, disruptive like havoc (yeah)
 These 808's tragic (yeah), can't check me like magic (yeah)
 You be in a casket (yeah), you nothing but ashes (yeah)
 Feeling so
 Fuck is you thinking
 There is no escape
 You welcome to die, in the pit full of rage
 My niggas, not playing, we breaking the frames
 Fuck is a normal, y'all loving the formal
 My nigga this passion, don't wait on the masses
 Can't fuck with the calm
 Insomnia daily ain't sleeping
 Thinking 'bout nothing but filling the morgue
 Fucking with life, got me feeling so torn
 Serial killer or work for it all
 Or is it the same, and I'm working too hard
 It seem like you thinking, but fuck is you doing?
 You slept on the passion, now look from a far
 Lost family off bullshit (bullshit)
 Them niggas off bullshit (bullshit)
 I'm calling their bullshit (bullshit)
 They hate all this real shit (real shit)
 Can't fuck with impostors
 They fuck up my vibe (yeah-yeah)
 Fuck is a sleep, I get high 'til its dusk (yeah-yeah)
 Come fuck with me now (now)
 Backwoods is burning (burning)
 Come mosh in the pit