touche Pt. 2 Lyrics

Under sun, open up rifts

Pack of dirty from my socks to a new bitch

Since I was a youngin' I dreamed I'd really do this

Ain't confusin'

Used to use my middle name, used to be Dilucidus

Pulled out the glizzy put a hollow in Young Solomon

Got a graveyard full of petals tears was waterin'

Got me hollerin'

Hold on to the past and your heart will never heal again

Put heels and toes to dirt and run my friend

Dubious approach to a situation throttling

Never bolted down, I'm Usain'in when the opps around

Lookin' in the mirror and I spot a frown

Missin' Allan so I'm bumping drown

I miss my siblings, I can't come around

Highs and lows, it's bipolar now

Stupid bitch, this that thunder sound

I ripped a spliff to keep my trauma down

Now I'm always sober and it's hard to force the visions out

Flow greater than the messages

Old me only wanted clout

Never point of trying if you never fail

What's the use in lyin', you was never real

Wish it would've worked

Should've never thrown up all those pills

Lurin' in the psyche while I'm joggin' miles up hills

A kilometer a minute think my plug got a new deal

Sniffin' up the coke with a double of the wock

Surprising that my body didn't stop

Pourin' up a four with point 30 on the clock

Time wastin', I got minute men on my watch

Touche, don't drop nigga