[Intro]
I just, I just live, I live day by day
Fighting demons

[Verse 1]
I smoked away my brain, I think I’m going dumb
Cocaine up on my gums, I think they’re going numb
I’m having stomach pains, man I’m throwing up
Cause I’m a microphone fiend, give me the bass
Give me the beat, and let me lean, tap the vein, let it stream
Feel the pain, Young Martin Luther King, with a dream
That one day that my team, we can make it with this rapping
Now we swagging, making money in Manhattan straight what’s happening
They try to intellect with indirection just to test you
rebel until my death, it’s in my flesh, it’s in my vessels [bad word] the clique you with, I’m finna [bad word] the [bad word] you next to [bad word] a metroual, suck a [bad word]  I’m disrespectful
You know the kid get it, get-get sick spit
Clip spit quick split [bad word] hit kids women
Oh that’s your girl huh? Well, I just hit it
It’s ASAP [bad word]  live with it

[Hook]
Demons posted all around me, I can’t beat ‘em all alone
These demon thoughts they start to drown me, won’t they leave me all alone

[Bridge]
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, let the beat chill
Hipster by heart, but I can tell you how the streets feel

[Hook]