Wyld thoughts
• Written by Demonio_Blanco
Figured it out like old nick shows
Nostalgia at the cross roads
I'm so so done with trying
Suicide on my mind again
Till everyone keeps telling me I'm lying
In sorrow I'm sorry
I'm truthful never want to hurt anyone though
Except myself I pity myself
Feeling no wealth my demise
I should try but why oh why
When I just love to drink and smile
Think for a while emotions grow
A seed to sow death row
Im exceptional with style I'm wild
Like this beat playing Gambino
Type coke white complexion
Tighter than my ex is check it
Still wanna bang her fuck that bald faggot
I'm flabbergasted that that fuck managed to take her
I'm my own savior I pray to my mind
God designed it guess I'm as bright as him
Do things on a whim fuck it I'm all in
Chips and all no potato
The ones that go ching with chains that glisten
Just take a listen taste my interests
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Demonio_Blanco
Member since April 24 2018