Stains

And let me paint this canvas how the f*ck I want Dead people send me text-messages from beyond Before I cut the rope and get free from any bond I got to do my best, "overachiever" I'm not anyone You gotta use the evil against the evil Sometimes your demons are the answer to the riddle I'm flying over the ocean just to catch this seagull There's good, there's bad-I stand up in the middle And You can catch me round the yard I'm cutting trough it like a needle I'm poppin every single color, pop them like some skittles Lowkey psycho weed and xanny keep me civil Ain't no turning back You can catch me round the porch I'm like I'm cooking on a griddle I'm paving every step that's why I take steps little by little I'm still on the grind to find a spot that could be legal Ain't no turning back Bitch thats my lyrics-my journey-my behavior-my background My tear, my failures, my love lost and my love found My tips, my trips, my turn to turn the world around For my dogs, my family, my heart in my hometown My blood, my sweat, that's my own final countdown My drugs-my own personal jesus till I come down All my dreams are dying, I'm cringing at the sound Over the sea like a seagull but please don't shoot me down! Breathe in-breathe out