mansion

Cursed my own invention Ruined my good intentions Im so close to tearing up a mansion When I panic, ghosts leave me in damages I don't think I wanna hold your hand bitch What? Why she look at me, ahh I can't stand it Puppet on a string, you're my master (you're my master, baby) Baby you're the reason I won't end it Im stuck on the concrete floor Dial 911 or dial 5150 Cause im lost in my head I need 145 that's the clique to my mind to the 154 I had 5 old hoes trynna find my soul With their witchcraft shit when they light my blood need to light my blow With some high blown O's Look at me, left-right But I stay lookin forward I was lost in the way that I used to be Conversed in the conversation when talking to Jack, but his last name is Daniels Rely on a handle cause only the voices in my head talk back I was thinking of ways I could get out my head But I fall in her arms when I f*ck up, relapse But she tells me I'm worth it but I know I'm worthless So everything out of her mouth is not fact I was put on this earth for a reason I know I'm not shit I was fuckin on hoes While I'm fucked up from X I was fucked from the drugs that I put in me to numb the drugs I was laced with Cause she was my ex I think gods playing games Cause if he does exist why he letting this shit Slide right under the rug I was callin the plug, but he blocked me because I took all his supply now he got no one else Cursed my own invention Ruined my good intentions Im so close to tearing up a mansion When I panic, ghosts leave me in damages I don't think I wanna hold your hand bitch What? Why she look at me, ahh I can't stand it Puppet on a string, you're my master (you're my master, baby) Baby you're the reason I won't end it Cursed my own invention Ruined my good intentions Im so close to tearing up a mansion When I panic, ghosts leave me in damage