Introduction to the Whispers
(you ain't ever gone be shit
Go head let's see yo wrists split)
Rarely feeling regal
Rather grab the fucking deagle
Turn my ears into a peephole
Gone disappear don't wait for the sequel
Too many people don't think they're my equal
Everybody worried bout the shit that only we know
I just wanna get my fucking chips up like doritos
Cut from my wrist to my palm watch it bleed slow
Tired of waking up I'm living life and I got no hope
Thoughts been getting violent all I wanna do is smoke mo
Everybody looking at me like the king went loco
But I been begging everybody I been so low
Constantly feel like a blade at yo throat
I ain't learn how to swim and I'm stuck in the moat
And they circling coaching while riding the boat
While they watching me drown and they can't throw a rope
But I been isolated they wonder why that is
Tired of this world and I been losing all attachments
More I'm tryna fight the more they tryna say I'm bat shit
Pray I'll be revived on the day it finally happens
Changing the channel can't channel my rage
Saying habitual phrases but this ain't no phase
Tired of the life I made
And they all tryna joke about the sun that I praise