OCTOBERSFULLMOON
Dark Mind
[Verse]
Dark mind of a fucking induvial
Feeling like rapping is committing a fucking ritual
Only doing it to be articular
I wanna be the one in particular
That everyone is listening to, when they want advice
Not like these fucking rappers who compare themselves to Hitler
You motherfuckers know that I got this shit twice
I tried to fucking stick in
But these bitches thinking that I want to stick my dick in
Want to get out the fucking life
Wanna stab a man with a fucking knife
Suicidal thoughts every fucking night
Maybe I'll commit a crime
Maybe I'll hit up a man, say to meet me by the van
Then when he comеs I shoot him with the nine
I was an emcee who got bannеd
JordyPurp and I was working on a song
'Till his girls, came out with this big, wrong
Speech about how I love abuse
Are you tryna be the next fucking Yamu?
Tryna end my life, fuck, should I jump off a canoe?
Never trust the people you think are your motherfucking friends
'Cause all they're gonna do is make sure you never make it out the ends
I don't need no shit, I don't need no bitch
All I need is a hit to get me fucking rich
Then I can move out, get me and my broski lit
Then maybe I can get some Glorious Gangsta drip
Don't fuck with me when I'm on my gangster shit
Leaving the club, then go off to bang a bitch
Don't fuck with me when I'm with my gang and shit
How come I miss all of Trippi's live streams?
Damnit, why is it always Saturday night, geez
I'm never available those fucking nights
Shout out to the man, you my motherfucking guy
I came with this shit 'cause my other shit was dry
Like a nun's pussy, oh shit, oh fuck, I'm high
And before you say I stole that from James Daniels
Keep in mind that I'm outta my fucking mind
So rewind back to the very first time
That I cried, oh wait that was never
Motherfucker I'm forever
Fucking on this shorty and she gon' turn me on like a lever
Catch a fucking bitch when she's light as a feather
When she's fat as fuck she can fall off like Heather (Dale)
Knock your front teeth out like fucking Mayweather
Going Mike Tyson, when it's raining, fuck the weather
I don't give a fucker about you and your boyfriend getting together
I feel like I'm going fucking Super Saiyan
Feeling like I'm in the room with Ice, Snoop, and Dre, and-
Being at the top when I'm not
Feeling like I'm blocked with the shots
And a thot, tryna fuck me, but she got a fucking cot
Throw the baby off a cliff, I don't like having them jobs
I remember I was younger looking for a house to rob
But there wasn't any, we had to cook our own corn on the cob
But we only had a limited supply, we fly up in the sky, we had to move to Russia like Hops
Then we working hard just to get a supply
It got me feelin' so fly, getting so high
And with girls I tried, but it didn't work, but fuck it, they is barely alive
I heard he survived, so we put him down in the hives
Now we don't see him walking by when we drive
Oh shit I think that I'll cry
It will be my first time, but my-oh-oh-my
These people fucking want me to die
Shit, I feel like I'm stuck up in this mess
Feeling like these lyrics are in cardiac arrest
This is my life, and I think I'm the best (Woo!)
I get bitches in my car like every single day
Then I bring 'em home, but not without ending our date
Bring her to the bed, she said no, but this ain't rape
I'm fucking Superman, 'cause I look fly in my cape
What store is it from? Oh I think it's like, called Bape (Damn)
I hate all these bitches with they motherfuckin' traits
I think all they want is the sugar and the sweet
But I can't take it, can you just fucking wait?
"Uhm, no, I have a fucking bag to take"
What? Yo, I feel like I'm on top of earth
Cummin' in the pussy, opposite of fucking birth
She kneeling down on the floor like motherfucking church (Woo!)
And, if you don't think I'm a boss
I killed a motherfucker while listening to Rick Ross
So fucking listen when you taking your shit shots
It's RJ motherfucker, now can you go get lost