In lieu of a pretty face, here’s a wretched tune lyrics

Better the devil you know than the devil you don’t
Digest a vex till i fester
I confected this prose
Susceptible to mess
Temperatures pose threats in a sector i float
Slept away days in the depths where i froze


Unusual, screw loose
Exude limitless views too
Construe lucrative codes
All the roads lead to rome
A late bloomer
But once i bloom
I’m a bеautiful rose
Suitable dope for amusеment
Rooted in soul
At the peak, it’s bright like tulips
But grows with putrid results
Pursue with gruesome aggression
Meshed with a fusion of hope
Therapeutic revolts
Therein lies illusions i probe
Within the clues i’ve resolved
The muse i dissolved
Within the proof i exposed

Reminiscing, you never listen, but who could’ve
Better written a better sentiment glued to ya
Ever wished that I ever distanced the truth to ya
Never getting, I’m always drifting
What’s truth to ya


Reminisce, all of my regrets I let go
Accept what I’ve unfinished
The image was left exposed
Reminisce, I reminisce & now I drift
When did this all go to sh*t, it never hit (x2)

Expectations spread infectious auras
Select attempts to collect desires
Predestined towards a broader picture
An awful mixture of remnants
Like if death was a hoarder
Resort to the horror
That’s in store for the pecking order

Slept an hour, need a power nap
Then took fifty milligrams of addy
All right down the hatch
Klonopin to counteract
I’ve just been a clown, i act
And b*tch i binge while i react to all the f*cking doubts they had
Nothing but a bounce in fact
Hoe what’s your body count?
Ain’t no counting back
You motherf*ckers lame
And still manage to be all out of whack mountains to climb
Rhymes race with or without a track
So race is irrelevant
Not white enough, not black, but i rap
I write enough to chase these dreams like pus*y
Here’s a mouse trap
A motion picture
Motives simmer notes to soundtracks
In the background of my house
I stare in the mirror while my reflection shouts back
Hows that

Reminiscing, you never listen
But who could’ve
Better written a better sentiment glued to ya
Ever wished that i ever distanced the truth to ya
Never getting, i’m always drifting
What’s truth to ya

Reminisce, all of my regrets i let go
Accept what i’ve unfinished
The image was left exposed
Reminisce, i reminisce & now i drift
When did this all go to sh*t, it never hit