Brittle Bones

People make me sick Always leave me hungry straight sucking Up on a dick Always about cuffing ain't fucking with any bitch I ain't trust no person, no human I won't give in Always catch me in a bad habit Like a jackrabbit I be jumping I ain't passive Molasses knee-deep in acid They call my ass a faggot Like damn it, you got me laughing Yo pussy passive rapping ain't happening pick up the actin' Please pick up the action Please pick up the action Killing every faction I fraction the ones that back in You ain't working hard you be lifting without ya back in Your mix got hella highs but where the f*ck is all the back end You can catch a backhand Acting like hoe You ain't own a pole you super sweet like Oreo You gon' hold her hand and take that bimbo fucking home Get no fucking dome got no respect you brittle boned I've been steady losing hope In the people on this planet I just hope they fucking vanish Every day that pass I just seem to get a little sadder People on the street asking why my skin is suffocation blue Get the f*ck up out my face Had with your ways I just hope you waste away I be counting down till its doomsday Mark it on your planner and your calendar we playing ding dong ditch on the gates of heaven Population control blow this mad world into pieces Worn out places with these worn-out ghosts Everybody walk off of the cliff looking for a job post Jaw broke when they took a bite out of what's left of my hope Push the deadline back close the shop for good we ain't ever selling shit again Fishing through the bargain bin looking for my soul but I spent all my savings on a pole Picking up the pieces Corner slang diseases By the seasons Niggas wanna stick But carry no adhesive Done with preaching to you niggas I've accepted all the dumb and heartless How am I gon trust you? When you filling up your lungs with carbon Dopamine fiends High off ya ego We don't share no commonwealth Puerto Rico Sticking needles like mosquito uh On the social feeding your libido All these kiddies filling in as a placebo Shut the f*ck up Homie you was pussy from the jump Niggas f*ck around and flexing fake pumps Snorting coke Brain muck Cancerous I think I feel a lump F*ck around and disappear like trump Sick of feeling shrunk Sick of being piled with the junk I don't want them corny niggas in my bunk Hella chatty when you drunk Fake woke role-playing as a monk Everybody got they shit but no spunk No spunk No spunk If you wanna see the world burn say ayy ohh If you wanna break some bones say ayy ohh If you sick of living brittle say ayy ohh If you wanna disappear and know nobody cares say ayy ohh