Trapy

Losing emphasis when I speak Losing my grip Slick shoes on marble surface This world too bright Mind me neigh with squinted eyes Words of wisdom the only stimulus that I like I know despite the depressants that get me high On energy I feel like I'm floating on cloud 8 Wait a second man Tend to metamorphosis in mind The butterfly has ripped his own wings off nine times Too many thoughts Just keep haunting Insomniac I don't sleep No dreams Did you catch me floating out my grave Puking embalming fluid going back to that day Mad depressing mind was stressed Changing the way life was precepted Or perception one of those two f*ck it Yo Reality is never really what it seems A prime example me using these melocodic beats That's topped with words to vent about a tragedy That helped me become we Pleasantly Too many thoughts Just keep haunting Insomniac I don't sleep No dreams Too many thoughts Just keep haunting Insomniac I don't sleep No dreams