Untitled Song

It's probably been 12 years since my father left

Left me fatherless

And I just used to say I hate him in dishonest jest

When honestly, I miss this nigga like when I was six

And every time I got the chance to say it, I would swallow it

16, I'm hollow, intolerant, skip shots

I storm that whole bottle, I'll show you a role model

Drunk pissy pissing on somebody's front lawn

Trying to figure out how and when the fuck I missed moderate

Mama often was offering peace offerings

Think, wheeze, cough, scoffin' and he's off again

Searching for a big brother, Tyler was that

And plus he liked how I rap, the blunted mice in the trap

Too black for the white kids and too white for the blacks

From honor roll to crackin' locks up off them bicycle racks

I'm indecisive, I'm scatterbrained, and I'm frightened

It's evident in them eyes, where you hiding all them icicles at