Yo
This is how I spit it
Come at you with straight lyrics
I want you to f*ckin fear it
Like crashin' your Honda Civic
You swerve and try to veer it
But nothing you do can clear it
And that's when you start to hear it
It's me on the car radio
I'll make you feel f*ckin miserable
When you start to hear this song on the car radio
You're so immature it's like I'm talking to a 2 year old, yeah
Wish someone would take me back to the days of old, yeah
Way back so I didn't have to know you
Truth be told, I can't picture life without you
Cuz you've been here since I was born
Through the depression and the toxic friends, I feel worn
Well tonight I'm fighting back
You're about to get your head cracked
I've known you too long, this is my act of vengance
I refuse to suffer anymore
Starting tonight, trauma, I declare war
Let's fight
Let's fight
Remember the time you said we'd never be loved
Like every f*ckin' day you said we'd end up in the mud
Those terrorising bullies, they left us so f*cked up
Or the drugs that we took, just so we could get f*cked up
Over the years, yes, you have caused me hell
Dropped my regrets, it's for the best, so i could ring the bell
So I got that off my chest, "how am I feeling?" well
I'm killing my demons, does that explain myself?
There's no way on this earth that I could call it quits
Sometimes I just get wrapped up in the trauma, shit
I want you to know right now, all the pricks
That said I wouldn't be nothing, you'll get your forehead split
Hittin you back to back with raps
Spinal chord's getting slashed
What's left of your brain is getting mashed
And when you're lying on the ground, broken and attacked
I'll pour petrol in your eyes and light it with a match
Let's fight
Let's fight
Last 2 minutes just a letter to my trauma
This next 1 minute's just a letter to who caused the
Drama, karma, mental armour
Harmer, martyr, becoming a nomada
Don't forget my relationship with Big Pharma
I'm pointing at these pricks with a face full of laughter
Yesterday some bitch boy just committed slander
I don't know who he is but I'm a certified grafter
But this ain't on no bringing you down type of shit
I'm on some motivated, wearing that crown little bitch
And if I see you tryna creep back around, you better sprint
'Cuz I won't stand for being led out of town with you again
'Cuz This is the rise and redemption of I
I'm airing out my dirty laundry just to help me get by
I'm exposing your lies, leave no exceptions, and I
Guarantee that everything you've tried to hide will see light