Remedy This Failure

I'm at the end of my rope My bitch she's tatted it's wrapped up her throat Open her mouth and I spit in that hoe Break away all of my soul, ay okay what Think i'll stick around now hanging with the hell hound militia Hater took his body Now he's sleeping with the fishes Posing with the homies but they hating You could see it in the pictures Now the boy ends up missing I am the grunt the ruh that come to bring the drum To pierce the lung the eyes the ears the punks Hear the fucking thunder with gorillas with the drums Say ay I'm so fucking anxious really hate it when I lay I cannot sleep i'm not sane Feels like i'm cursed with the plague Losing all my vision like an animal Manifesting vision that's intangible Cruise with the reaper and pull out the Molotov Light it and set it off Feels like i'm falling now Swerving and coughing up Vision is blurring up Ay okay what I'm insane bruh Hey wassup Fake fuck You can't fucking hang bruh What What I'm at the end of my rope My bitch she tatted its wrapped up her throat Open her mouth and I spit in that hoe Break away all of my soul Ay okay, what