Split

I've been in a dark place that even the shutting of thee eyes can't create

Tried to leave and live my life in silence, but at night,

I can hear the rattlesnakes, so I'm like fuck it now

"Y'ALLL NIGGAS SERVING BEEF!", Pass the plate

The other side of me doesn't even interfere anymore,

he just sits back an gaze, and covers his ears when he hears the eerie

music start to play,

I'm molding into another being and everyone stuck their hands in it

to help craft the clay

I tried to go ghost but they found me, and harmed me anyway,

now I'm feeling the phantom pain

This was my one shot and I blew it like a propane tank

Passed insane outkasted by my own membrane,

crossed the line, Schizophrenic the way I get lost in place

You don't wanna know what I hallucinate, something darker than the

shutting of the eyes creates

Something darker than what I can create...