Yeah
$outhside, no peace
Breathe in—breathe out—fuck that
Click-clack thoughts in my head won’t pause
Tick-tock life got a death-row jaw
Backwoods rolled with the stress I saw
Heart beat fast like a raid on God
Split my soul for a moment of calm
Still broke, still sick, still dead in the palm
Mama want prayers, I talk to the fog
Every word I spit leave teeth in the wall
Eyes red, mind gone, veins full of static
Move too fast, life feel fucking erratic
Every step I take turn dark and dramatic
I don’t need hope, that shit synthetic
Cut my breath short just to feel alive
Count my sins like a daily grind
If I die tonight, don’t ask me why
I been ready since the first time I tried
Chop-chop soul, can’t slow my brain
Fast bars, cocaine cadence
Run from death but it know my name
Graveyard thoughts in the pouring rain
Chop-chop life, no time to think
Blink too long and you fucking sink
Say I’m fine but the mirror blink
Like “you still alive? I fucking think”
Rapid-fire syllables, pistol tongue
Spit so fast feel my wisdom run
Ain’t no crown, just a loaded gun
And a wish this shit would be over, son
Southside scars in my syntax
Cut so deep I relapse
Every breath come with flashbacks
Every beat feel like combat
I don’t sleep, I drift in hell
Dreams loop like a prison cell
Tried to quit, shit never gelled
Sobriety taste like a wishing well
Dig so deep for a sense of worth
Found a void and a little more dirt
If pain currency, I’m rich at birth
Bought my future, it fucking hurt
Chop-chop soul, can’t slow my brain
Fast bars, cocaine cadence
Run from death but it know my name
Graveyard thoughts in the pouring rain
Chop-chop life, no time to think
Blink too long and you fucking sink
Say I’m fine but the mirror blink
Like “you still alive? I fucking think”
Teeth grind when the bass hit loud
Mind split, can’t escape that sound
Crowd scream but I feel profound
Lonely even when I’m surrounded now
All this rage packed tight in lines
Spit so quick like I’m dodging time
If I slow down, I lose my mind
So I talk in bursts, like fragmented signs
Fuck faith, I tried that route
Only thing holy is what I doubt
If God listen, he phased me out
So I scream my truth till the lights blow out
Every bar like a razor slash
Past come back like unpaid cash
Future look like a burning path
Still I sprint full speed to crash
Slow it down—nah, fuck that
Speed it up—heart attack
One more line, one more crack
Brain on fire, spinal snap
Rattle-rattle thoughts won’t behave
Mind like a pit, no exit paved
If I don’t rap fast, I feel enslaved
So I outrun fear till the tempo break
This not music, it’s therapy
Screaming truths I don’t wanna see
Every verse just autopsy
Cut me open, that’s honesty
Chop-chop soul, can’t slow my brain
Fast bars, cocaine cadence
Run from death but it know my name
Still screaming life through broken chains
Yeah
No peace
Still breathing
Unfortunately