Kendrick wrote sing about me so why try To write rhymes, repeated in time The sad, the mistake, the hate, the late baby making phase The greatest stories that they say are never mine To sing about me means I might as well lie What about my life is been worth enough to write Wring my hands of the dirts that I cake on every time And the slimes question if I'll never quit before I die I say bet Or I shout without a blink, I never grew up A screw up who crewed up with the clique And the clicks turn to snaps when the band is on the brink And the harder I swim the faster I sink I say bet And break a bottle over my neck Voss glass glitter stains on your name with no respect Reconcile the sly confessions that slip as I slept Mold my skin to better faces fill my cracks with cement Can some body hear me Can some body hear me at least just once Is somebody near me Is somebody near me i can feel the heat is gone

Baby let me sway, on the streets at night, voyeur drunken fights, or held up in my head all day Baby let me be, to keep dead dreams alive, let the marrow dry, bones are left to soak the stain Baby let me lay, under the showers eyes, songs strike the ceramic sides, rust and scum spit firing rain Baby let me bleed, let the enamel grind, tension crowns pushed on my mind, eat butterflies and wake in pain Baby let me die Let me put the money away Let me put friendships at bay Let me ruin all of my days Let me change all of my ways Let me feel the sun I'm dead Let me see the sun at bed Let me put a son to bed Baby let me live Maybe just to die Baby let me see What I hope is still alive Baby let me sway, every things alright, loving snakes will hug me tight, I'm blue but happy its all okay Baby let me be, to hold your soul down tight, let the paintings dry, wine and cheese among the stains Baby let me lay, under big the green eyes, sing to myself and I, backs give out there is no shame Baby let me bleed, for this precious time, golden rings trapped in my mind, house butterflies its all the same Baby let me die, I love you Baby let me sway Maybe just to die Baby let me bleed I know its not alive

I don't wanna say any names I don't wanna say any names But if the shoe fits then you fit to the shame I don't wanna say any names I don't wanna Another year another funeral But to me that’s unusual Probably should expect it when these ages seem so typical Granddad getting mystical Dad hearing this hope he doesn’t call to say to listen too Death raps, love raps, old raps what good it do Speak selfish on a topic that I gave to you And we can say we wanna die over drums and a loop But theres no day that goes by when thats not true Got love when I got you Put these bars and your heart in the top two Bet on me bet you lose Spit on me spit a tooth Hate this fucking rhyme scheme when it pushed my accent loose I'm confessing incognito I let my own leaks flow Nobody wants to hear it if its a baby boy in a sweet home With streets to roam, and a bank loan, a nice school with no broken bones And happy mums are only pissed because baby boy bought a ringtone Put it on your resume you’re not afraid to say them words White boy never gone learn Why boy you don’t hear your words Why do you think it’s your turn Not a city a sculpture Left out the kiln by the sculptor It's lips clay layed bitch slapped by the ulcer And its back, back, back when were talking bout a culture And its yap, yap, yap when its coming from them vultures I don't wanna say any names I don't wanna say any names But if the shoe fits then you fit to the shame I don't wanna say any names I don't wanna I’m in pain but remain lost to lords in the mental Left the rice for the lentil Hungry hands touch the temple Mouths are wounds that only bleed when they speak of the ephemeral Swap the coal for mineral Swap my life for the diamond Crystal walls that i'm climbing Stop at peaks to write what i'm rhyming I'm ya one true titan, I'm shining Close the doors of the belltower who asked you to chime in Heard the call looking for a real MC Took the time to apply, now they off my team Filled the lines for new rhymes, on that Bodak scheme Lungs stinging from the fire, only break to sing You can't ask the poet why he makes Harass the rower in the wakes Can't help paranoia when they gossip bout my past mistakes Stragglers think their setting pace Stain disdain up on your face Two dice eyes I think you've won, all I see is snakes I don't wanna say any names I don't wanna say any names But if the shoe fits then you fit to the shame I don't wanna say any names I don't wanna

How bout you read another book of that damn poetry Caught the lines, inscribe the ones you hold to see A few times, you quit the act of holding me See the signs of potential that is owned to me All I see is snakes constrict around me woefully Weak spines, can't grip the the width of my full glossary Just resign, your cobras nowhere close to me Venom shines, when my light reflects the potency Why don't you suck another bead up off that damn rosary Religion lies, are choking on you vocally The jewellery tastes fine when gold is mined locally Export your crime, embarrasing me globally I drew that fucking snake up on that napkin, Do you remember back then Maybe I'll just take a handfull of the acid Plan to rap for ten days but on the third take just pass it Now they're passing, pitchforks and needles only workin in the past tense I'll hold your tounge, how my fingers taste How you doing now, with no speech to waste Mind your blowing up, while we run the race Claiming that's you speed, when I'm setting pace How bout you read another book of that damn poetry Caught the lines, inscribe the ones you hold to see A few times, you quit the act of holding me See the signs of potential that is owned to me All I see is snakes constrict around me woefully Weak spines, can't grip the the width of my full glossary Just resign, your cobras nowhere close to me Venom shines, when my light reflects the potency Julien Baker is my undertaker Don Dada's pen is what my heart's made of Want my lyrics to go up on Genius, but a true one to write them up Want these bats to stop being mischievous, or else I might fight them And I'll pluck them from the sky, and tear their wings off to spite them I wish I was high man, I wish I had hype men, or excitement I wish my love wasn't an indictment, that you could just accept thats what I'm like and I make a wish on the foundations of the star signs that you pander You talk the you and I of the same guy but the Gemini's the cancer Moore on it Moore on it Is it really real Opia got Moore on it Moore on it Is it really real How bout you read another book of that damn poetry Caught the lines, inscribe the ones you hold to see A few times, you quit the act of holding me See the signs of potential that is owned to me All I see is snakes constrict around me woefully Weak spines, can't grip the the width of my full glossary Just resign, your cobras nowhere close to me Venom shines, when my light reflects the potency Moore on it Moore on it Is it really real Opia got Moore on it Moore on it Is it really real

And I got weight round my waistline I don't wait long to waste time But that belt strong from the two times At a suicide I didn't do right A bunch of painkillers just makes you sick Or they didn't react with that vodka drink And i chased it with Gatorade on new years day On a bathroom sink Filled pockets with a Dad's spare change And pajamas with fresh blood stains Engrave creeds into skin but they heal up again No wins, no loss, no gains Bitch boys that I shared a class with Bitch friends I shared a glass with I'd exhale my process They inhale my past tense But honestly I'm a better But catch me with the right song in the early morn Coming home from a night stretched long And I stare along the horizon And hit myself with I'm doing life wrong Maybe I should write another song Maybe I should turn those back lights on Maybe this time I shouldn't blend rhymes About the only three girls that ever gave me love Betrayed a trust said it could be mine Then bust ribs when I'd fight Blame mental health on the lack of sight That i failed to see when weren't doing right And maybe that's fucking boring And you can't relate And if you can then my words nothing To the ignorance of soul mates There's no such thing as unconditional love There's always terms and conditions You can promise me that loyalty But your lips are splitting the difference How can you fuck me and not say you love me How can you love me and not want to fuck me How many times do i have to give out To get back what I gave to get you giving up That process is concrete So I don't know what that means Maybe i should fill my feet Un-scrunch the note I'd leave How the fuck can a man not cry I've shed no tears my whole life I just scream with my dry eyes And smoke my soul inside And I got weight round my waistline I don't wait long to waste time But that belt strong from the two times At a suicide I didn't do right A bunch of painkillers just makes you sick Or they didn't react with that vodka drink And i chased it with Gatorade on new years day On a bathroom sink Filled pockets with a Dad's spare change And pajamas with fresh blood stains Engrave creeds into skin but they heal up again No wins, no loss, no gains Bitch boys that I shared a class with Bitch friends I shared a glass with I'd exhale my process They inhale my past tense But honestly I'm a better