i didnt even notice id done this until i went back to write something a night or two ago, and re-read some of my old shit, that id written a similar line to the closing line of haze of interference lol, the part about yelling at a wall. that lines really blunt but it just says it all for me. feel like ive just been bouncing all my ideas and thoughts off walls my whole life
got nobody to consider a fan of me
it feel like a phantom plea
been talking to the walls but they left me to grieve
i wonder if all this stress gone get the better of me
i wonder if all these flaws gone be the death of me
wonder if i call god he just gone let it ring
guess ill just share that whole verse i wrote, probably was a month or two ago now. wrote it to this beat for the record if anybody cares lol. reminded me of some ugly mane shit when i re-read it thats why i guess ill share it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6S9lMy-QsMs
might go out like capital steez
but got nobody to consider a fan of me
it feel like a phantom plea
been talking to the walls but they left me to grieve
i wonder if all this stress gone get the better of me
i wonder if all these flaws gone be the death of me
wonder if i call god he just gone let it ring
cant stay focused when i got all these heads to feed
and they all depending on me to make sure they eat
if i dont make it back they probably be out on the street
thats why i gotta keep moving though i feel deceased
i dont have no memories
just got delusions and weed
the piece of what i had inside my chest dont beat now it bleed
and i see, that this the way the world meant to be
aint gone be a selfish piece of shit and beg on my knees
if i cant make something happen ill accept my defeat
fuck wasting away and smoking weed its a pipe dream
more than likely to go out when i get done fighting
aint the type to go to war but bring it to me then your life leave
no chance to say goodbye so they gone pray through the night "please
let my love live on and let you keep living long"
little do they know you floating at the bottom of a pond
and ill be with you in a minute, but i gotta handle business
aint no company when misery the tenants