WHOKILLEDXIX - spy

my my
i think we have a spy
i swing my fist you turn your face i hit the other side
i’ll die
so why can’t i decide
my brain might self destruct
i lose myself to suicide

wokhardt on my dresser and i’m saving it for later
look at your bills, my bills elevator
i woke up feeling fruity guess i’m feeling like a hater
where i come from you can’t flip you ain’t a skater
and this is just a neighborly conversation with neighbors
they do not have a gun to me pointed under the table
and if you were to kick up and make another distraction
i could hit the door and be out if i am enabled