Infinight

Hol' up yeah
 Hol' up
 Hol' up
 Bitch ima shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Hol' up
 What have I become?
 What have I become?
 Nothing into one what I always was
 Broken and undone
 Nothing into one what I always was
 What have I become?
 Know what time it is
 Daylight never come
 Got no bullets left, shot them at the sun
 Got no bullets left, shot them at the sun
 Got no bullets left, shot them at the sun
 You don't exist to me
 You don't exist to me
 Life is a vision, a filthy epiphany
 I don't exist I'm the ghost of a mystery
 Layin' on the floor when it's sticky and Slippery
 This is my eulogy, this is my elegy
 Tired of everyone
 Tired of everything
 Tired of tiredness
 Sick of the sickness that lives in my brain And it's eating my energy
 Hol' my glock to my mouth, let my dome P op
 On the kitchen floor where I rot at the Doorstep
 Forced with that course like it's dope, that Shit so hot
 Speaking of hot
 I want the sun off my block
 Everyone hol' up your glock
 Alright now, everybody pay attention
 On the count of three we're gonna shoot Out the sun
 One, two, three
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Hol' up
 What have I become?
 What have I become?
 Nothing into one what I always was
 Broken and undone
 Nothing into one what I always was
 What have I become?
 Know what time it is
 Daylight never come
 Got no bullets left, shot them at the sun
 Got no bullets left, shot them at the sun
 Got no bullets left, shot them at the sun
 Look what you did to me
 Look what you did to me
 Nothing is sickening
 You ain't do shit to me
 You are not meant to be in my vicinity
 Fuck all your energy
 You don't mean anything
 I feel like everything
 I feel like emptying seventeen clips of my Agony
 Seventeen lips of my fathers to dazzle Me
 You are anatomy
 I put my flesh and the tears and they mad At me
 Won't let the spirits abandon me
 Look what the spirits laid out for me
 These boys ain't joining no punk band
 But I turned them all into casualties
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun
 Bitch I'ma shoot out the sun