Reg Mason - HEARSE. lyrics

*Verse* Happy birthday to me Melodic Mason made it to 17 I'm in a maze like every other week I'm hoping I peek Before d**h, lived n peril Burdens stuck in my genes Similarities between me and you if you can't believe Never impromptu being personal Persevere all I'm pursuing with the muses and the music I be rotating all hours Sweet kid but the world confirmed that I am sour Bands low, nike sandals, wanted a band, yo Used to be in hardcore, pop-punk, and then skateboarding Late for the one's who a**ume I won't incise your aorta Never took a order from anyone I'm just a mulie making movie audio clips just for fun Not for nothing, wrists stay clean I was born in the AIDS scene A parable, not comparable in the NJ scene Fought my depression just to wake up in the morning Soph*more year was the worst of my life Now I'm still bawling...crying, sobbing I remember them soccer tees Never wanted to do sports man, I ain't no one's apostrophe Pay a fee or pay for my food I'm tryna make $1,200 just to pay for my room Sleeping with bedbugs in the cushion, couldn't I lose? Wasn't until January, I was popping a fuse I almost lost myself twice Reggie barely got ripe There was a period where I had to carry two knives Waterworks in my system, I been sipping on bad luck LOSTWORLD almost k**ed me I had to pa** up Was about art then it was about popping n***as So worked up, man, how I never got so malicious Seeming like every month, I gotta write just to keep me living In a blue zone, false claiming had me livid Visions about Lez's visuals playing in the garden Got a goddess adjacent to me making sure I'm solid Suddenly I'm a life-saver Who am I caring? This for Uncle Jeff, Uncle Stan, and for Uncle Darren Jackie and Lester, sure wish that I would've met you And when I grow old, I ain't suffering from dementia Willie and Daisy; met you grandma when I was young When you pa**ed I nearly coughed up a healthy lung It's hell on Earth on every day Running my n***as astray Pulling up into a skrrt Lifting up into her skirt *Hook* Falling for you in a hearse Obituary's a b**h To read about your life, my heart is cease and desist You deceased and f** you for the pain, dog You don't know how much a tear took RIP Liz. b**h a** n***as ain't even put her in the yearbook *Verse 2* Vapors in the fumes V. Vixen got some beats to abuse Babylon in Bonchon, I go some cheese to pursue Percolating, creating statements with no soul in the room Assault to the ears, ya buffoon I finally f**ed me a comma in views Motherf**ers think this sh** just gonna fall in their palm God is not zero, all that you get is I'm spitting; Napalm Pretty blue, f**ing up and its proof You ain't meeting Ju, Sav, Jacob, Sean, Frantz, Danni...far from the list Obituary's a b**h To read about your life, my heart is cease and desist You deceased and f** you for the pain, dog You don't know how much a tear took RIP Liz. b**h a** n***as ain't even put her in the yearbook I'm f**ing mad, I'm f**ing pissed You n***as static, I am rich and dynamic n***as getting comfortable, why bruh? Acting like I won't turn your f**ing cap to a visor We sitting in symmetry like what the f** could divide us? Die son, I'm a bison. In and out, like you is bi, son Bout to tie son and pull a tyson More like bars off to mercury and f** y'all if y'all n***as ever think that y'all hurting me I thought y'all know that by now. No, I ain't childish gambino, thought y'all know that by now No, me nd Ginny never beefing, thought y'all know that by now Yes its VW season Tought y'all know that by now Thanks to my future Mrs. Afro Puffs, I kept my mouth so longly shut that I forgot what I'm about Flip you off in every route You ain't sonning me today Wear my brother's clothes still Even my a** could pay a $40 phone bill