Flaws in my off hand
I'm gripping my palms red
She called me con man
I'm slipping I'm off it
I'm missing I'm haunting
I laundered my coffin
I know I'm a strawman
I know I'm a strawman
I know I'm a strawman
I know I'm a strawman
I know I'm a straw
I know I'm potent
I know I'm cold since the day I was born and
She left alone yuh
I left some clothes there
I left the stove on
I breathe with no air
Throne made of bones and stoned follies
Opened my dome and poured bottles
Valiums and coke in high volumes
Down than I'm up like hydraulics
It's smoke in my lungs and goals tarnished
I come through the front I'm unbothered
As soon as I acquire these funds it's drugs offered
I'll pick them prolly
They lucky that this bracelet on me and the f150 engine stalling
I'm lucky that the s550 gone
Told her
I don't like fights shit I love them
I still get a fright from these substances
I trust night and the sun huh
Put her face down till she shouting I'm done huh
I don't waste time Facetime over lunch yuh
Email full of details where I was
AA meetings and paystubs
Phone keep ringing I hang up
Holes in my door they adding up
Women and words I had enough huh
Swimming in smiles and fake love
The rumors I hear my name smudged huh
Sniffing in piles my brain fucked
Came back to earth like six times in eight months
Five different trials by age what
Three different styles of scraped bumpers
Four different pills that did nothing
Two different women I led on
I stay out of business cause I'm bugging
Mind full of riches and lead thoughts
Blew them decisions just like trumpets
Always politest fore I crumble
Starving myself so it's real hunger
These straws keep falling I wasn't done though
My dreams covering me with blunders
These straws keep falling I wasn't done though
My dreams covering me with blunders
Always politest fore I crumble