bullet in the glass

The way I flip your train of thought, you'd think my words a spatula

I swear I got these hoes all in my pants just like a catheter

So high that I'm confused but when it comes to money you know I'll be sure

Cause when I touch it I feel no pain, Like a temporary cure

All my dawgs got some issues feeling lost without a purpose

We been tryna kill the pain cause we've lost a lot, we hurting

We ain't stopping til we certain all those losses had a purpose

Nice threads on my epidermis still inside I feel so worthless

Ain't been doing too much dirt but, I been digging up my past

Don't know how it turned to shit but my time capsule full of trash

I found a picture of a bitch, and I know she got some ass