STORM

Just get a new sleeve And swap out my stack The vitals in me not feeling intact I'm just a ghost, just a ghost in a shell I'm asking myself boy what is real (Yeah) Just get a new sleeve And swap out my stack The vitals in me not feeling intact I'm just a ghost, just a ghost in a shell I'm asking myself boy what is real (Yeah) Play with my health My niggas' a glass I'm hearing the wind, the tides coming back The bed is too cold, so I'm looking for hell I'm watching the ice, I watch as it melts The moons coming back, the clouds are her shape I'm tryna get out, tryna get out my head I'm trapped in a cage, demons wearing her face There's only one way Get my stack a new neck Just get a new sleeve And swap out my stack The vitals in me not feeling intact I'm just a ghost, just a ghost in a shell I'm asking myself boy what is real (Yeah) Just get a new sleeve And swap out my stack The vitals in me not feeling intact I'm just a ghost, just a ghost in a shell I'm asking myself boy what is real (Yeah)