SELF DESTRUCTION - Black Josh, Metrodome

Keep pushin' my buttons until I self destruct

Kick me while i’m down don’t help me up

Tell me that i’m trash, and I haven’t got no class at the bell it rung

Little scruff, i’m a strange fruit, she can tell i’m hung

Sheesh tryna get me on my own to act senseable

Gettin' sicker than me head smokin' on the medical

Tell ya friends that i’m the only reason that you’re reddish fucks

I’m back pushin' weight because the music didn’t measure up

Lost cause, lost fam, lost money, lost face so

I ain’t even ask if ya safe

Off me head, out me mind, off me chest, out me life, im okay

I run this O and step into the plate yeaah

All my ones are standed up near the gang or better know its that when you see

me weeman

Forgettin' where you come from over here I can’t agree with that

I see 'em going ghost and coming back soon as they need it and-

Thought ya’s had it locked

Pandora’s box

3−6-Oz

Think ya bad but ya not

Soz

You’ll get sent to the shop

All you mans are dumb, all you mans are done

Out here, I’ve had enough forget the cash and run

Gone clear, my kicks looking harder than crocop’s

I never see the V.I.

i’m low bruv

We should name the GOAT Josh, weed in my P.O.

box

She give me face botox, to Lisa with the blowjobs

Medusa is a stoner, my versace smell like doja

On acid rap the joker, got the coca like im sosa

Stinkin' of ammonia, darker than the cola

Pull up on 'em in a nova, pay my dues its all kosher

In the field like i am zola

I caught this off the voda

Always been a loner

Self destruction, game over

Y’ahmean

On that real shit

Quick ones