TURNMEUP!

Stuck! Huh turn me up! Okay This the last one for real Turn me up I said turn me up Need to hear my voice bad dissociate with every cup Heard enough bullshit for a lifetime I'm hesi stuck Eurocentric steps around the world The refugees in cuffs Effigies in the dust Act like Hasheem Thabeet the way i bust Real trapper from the muck It's fake actors calling bluffs I'll make or break for nothing much Anxious vomiting like stomach bugs Main bitch want talk to me about rough stuff I'm off an E though I'm sitting tripping thinking wondering what Faneto mean She said that I'm a dissociating narcissist but I feel nor see Cuz I'm ten blunts deep in the basement Finding real ecstasy Huh Cuz what could love do for me I chase the same dopamine when I cough When I f*ck when I bleed I only find true peace when I read The writing was already on the wall so I'm just gifted with speech I lift for anything within reach Cuz reaching never did enough for a brown man or a deadbeat So I'm fucked The culture creases at the fixed seams Controlling us with wicked schemes Now both teams are the bad team Like gang wars or the drug scene But I find it quite lovely cuz like I said I'm tripping off E I must be I'm faded fit real musty playing with the cash like I'm dusty Is there a famous guy named dusty?