My Brother (Bonus Track)

Came to see the show You already know Let's just go R.I.P. to my bro, my blood brother, too Haven't talked to him in years I'm just coming to say.. Wish him happy birthday, got nothing back in my ear Keep telling me it's my year I put up a battle, I've been facing my fears Yeah, I'm soft Ain't mean I'm a queer and a quitter either I started some shit, I'm gonna finish it, finish line Started morphing this a little bit It's all right TikTok, gotta check the time 1111999 Guess it's a sign Does the puzzle fit Crack the code Cody's birthday, 6-2-9 Balance the equation Call me a snitch, a rat with no wings They got snip No bat Searching for answers Won't give up until I find 666-1099 Switch Anyone brave enough to look in my eyes I sigh Clothing you'd rather buy Fulfilling the empty space in your soul Why don't you smoke another bowl, bro Numbing that shit Memory takes a toll Shit on my peers, I follow their juice Guess I'm just a troll Maybe a giant Free 5-0 to my phone bowl I'm just dumb Everyone trying to cut off my tongue Block me Doesn't affect me anymore, I'm numb Stay in a motion Still though, is it working 8-2-1-5 on the table I've been perking Shadows in my room, I'm lurking Could it be the ghost of my past Look around, relapse, see the drugs saved me Keep an eye on us Wonder why I'm lazy Feeling like Spiderman Am I amazing Don't f*ck with no one unless they pay me Whup you up real quick, ho That's just me See, the trauma's what made me Y'all bring the drama and berating my shit If you can do it better than me, let me hear you sing Don't bitch out That inner voice, let it out It won't hurt Watch your demons go blazing I've seen it Cut the pain out with your wrist blading If any raise you, I cut you up And I raise you, Nancy That's just my gamer tag back in the day Shout out to the clan Cody, remember the days in elementary we're playing Tag The gang fell out the playground once It was such a drag Ever have that wind knocked out of you like a drag race Racing quads to four-wheeler Those were the days Can't think about it too much I thought I'd haze Purple heart Put four grams in the face shooting these kids No, I'm just kidding Schooling these kids I'll show you out the maze Four is the best quantitized physics Put that on K like rushing to the 47 shooting this rap race I got to say some shit God's been listening to my pray But I still hunt What's my meaning I still hurt, syrup, while my emotions leaning Back in my chair real easy