My Hurst

What you thinking? I always am sinking, drifting I'm so linked in,

In this mansion I be reminiscing

 

About them days, you'd walk my way so grey just like yesterday,

Now I need to pray because these girls got they dogs like they chained,

I'm so fucking taimed they think i'm lame

Maybe if I switch these ways use my brain she'll pick me and my brain,

But nope, nope, nope, she a cock hoe hoe hoe

Messing with my mind ill be building my Hurst so I can ride through your dirt

fuck what you've heared, you don't deserve ME, like apples falling off

poison trees your the snake in all my dreams and it creeps through my knees

Your a evil women who wants clout and chucky cheese, all remedies to bleed

me dry.

How can I die when Im this fucking High, mother mary by my fucking side.