Who Is to Blame
Who would've thought putting someone to a page would be my greatest escape
When I'm outside the booth I feel caged that's why I tend to isolate
Myself from everyone else
When I almost drop the blunt and my reflexes kick in is the only time I'm catching L's
Feeling like a fucking mongoose a field full of snakes and I haven't ate anything for days
Can't wait to sink my teeth in and feel the blood run in-between them you're just dying for a taste
My mind states trying to find ways to decline the survival rate
Dropping the game on the side of the highway with her hands and feet taped no time to dig a grave
Plus my shovels been broken from all these other mother fuckers poking their nose in
My dump sites overflowing looks like it's off to the ocean or leave you local in the harbor floating
Fuck with me and you're gonna turn up! Yeah turn up missing
I already know I'm an angry dick so fuck ya! But hey thanks for noticing
I am nothing that's what they tell me
No need to remind me I hear it plenty
Hope I don't sink there's no hand to help me
The day keeps rewinding I'm numb and empty
Who is to blame? Or has it always been me
I really love the way you make me hurt with your hate
Either drown me in the dirt or bury me under the sea
For whatever it's worth it does not matter to me
Hello? Is anyone out there? Can anyone see me?
Judgmental eyes stare but can they honestly see the real me?
Most likely not I have never shifted my shape for the sake of anyone else gain
If I'm sitting back quiet and you speak on my name what does that really say
Dick in your throat pinch your nose 'til you suffocate
I've seen so many busters change over a female - you're not supposed to let them dictate
Make um take dick but that's what separates the seals from the killer whales
But y'all are just shrimp cocktail we can not be measured on the same scale
The villain is winning at the end of this one this isn't no heroic tale
All the times I had to sit there and feel like I was the one who was stupid
Even though I may have been the aggressor
It wasn't all my fault what about your contributions
Aww you don't like the finger pointed back at you now do ya
Take thy flesh in the mouth like communion
Show me somebody who can come close to doing it the way that I do this
You'll never find proof I slitlike every meal I have is bullets and rocket fuel
I swear this shit is in me I can feel it in each and every molecule there will be piles of you
Fuck waiting if you want it you're getting faded at the weigh in
I'll have to jump on the trunk to make sure they all fit
Cause I'm filling it until the fucking bumpers scraping
I'm tired being called whatever you think I am and told everything I do wrong
Wish I had enough dicks to fuck you all but I only have the one
That id like you to swallow with both balls
I am a stone made of something no bomb can destruct
Sorry I am not made of clay and don't mold to your touch
I am nothing that's what they tell me
No need to remind me I hear it plenty
Hope I don't sink there's no hand to help me
The day keeps rewinding I'm numb and empty
Who is to blame? Or has it always been me
I really love the way you make me hurt with your hate
Either drown me in the dirt or bury me under the sea
For whatever it's worth it does not matter to me