from the 6

even though half of you hated it
I waited to long
tried to keep moving but the devil was strong
touched down and it kept me polluted
dissected my own soul and left my pupils diluted


I just do my own thing
I don't need a fucking moon ring
to show you what my mood bring
I just wanna hear your voice sing
sing into the morning
do different shit every day so life ain't boring
different whips every day
keep it foreign
envision money
let it pour in

focused on the elements
i don't need to prove my relevance
to a broke ass bitch without a fortune
no job or loyal energy
you need to forfeit
walk off on all fours bitch

I dont need to fight another demon while
she's fiending others semen
dreamin' of the demons
that have other twisted meanings
I can hear the darkness and see your weakness
i'm on a peak trip
trippin for the weekend

I dont need violence
just love
different elements
and a quick rub
comin from the 6 love