a conversation with myself is all i hear in both ears
I'm toying with mental health and i aint shedding no tears x2
i could fucking kill myself dead, holding no fears
put the gun up to my head smile abit then blow it
no jokes don't do it there's another way out
shit get me out this body pull the skeleton out
so i can get to the cupboard and get your medicine now
before you have a relapse with that gun in your mouth
joker you better do this, don't be fucking stupid
your life is fucking use-less, and no one likes your music
you say that you are ruthless and now its time to prove it
don't use your head just let the bullet rip through it
don't listen to devil he's making you go mental
take the metal off your temple and do it fucking gentle
lets hide from the jeckel and find an instrumental
to settle on a level show potential with a pencil
come on jokes kill yourself its time for you to come to hell
girls up in heaven are boring they respect themselves
here you can excel with the whores and the jezebels
and torture all the pedophiles ha glad to see you smile
a conversation with myself is all i hear in both ears
I'm toying with mental health and i aint shedding no tears x2
i could fucking kill myself dead, holding no fears
put the gun up to my head smile abit then blow it
its only been lately that you've been acting crazy
you should think about your baby like shady did with Haile
just don't nothing hasty your hand is fucking shaking
theres no other way to say it from death there is no escaping
what you waiting for joker now your pissing me off
we aint got time to kill so its time to finish the job
cock back, pull the trigger squeeze and don't stop
take another sip of liquor and see if they bounce off
listen to me jokes don’t be easily provoked
you’re a wolf not a sheep so give the sheep back the clothes
give the beat back your flow, give this relapse a no
get your weed stash and roll, and try to relax the chrome
Fuck all that that beat bop shit joker deal with this prick
get a grip, 1 click this shits over with quick
and you can be the killer that I led you to be
yes my little nigger it was me that set you free
a conversation with myself is all i hear in both ears
I'm toying with mental health and i aint shedding no tears x2
i could fucking kill myself dead, holding no fears
put the gun up to my head smile abit then blow it
Well I'm back to reality, questioning my sanity
Its me my self and jokes but myself and me are fantasy
The voices i hear chat to me daily to unbalance me
They keep me fucking company but that’s a fucking tragedy
I think I need medic I’m a schizo flipping frenic
I didn’t possess a gun so how the fuck did I get it
it’s a fully loaded weapon I aint took halousanegetics
i’m starting to finally lose it In this game of mental tennis
Brooklyn rapper Justo the MC teams up Edinburgh producer to explore pivotal experiences on this album of lo-fi hip hop mixed with jazz. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 16, 2023