Kill Your Demons - Perennial, Indigo

Yeah

Way up

Yo I’ve been twisting up this cess

In many instances of stress

Like when my chick picked up and left

From too much bitches in my texts

Yo I’ve been keeping backwoods rolled and vibing

More than I’ve been socializing

Homie yo your hoes vaginas potent product

Turning off her phone alot, she on my top like local cops

She knows you and your bros are jokes, she trynna fuck the dopest rhymers

Yo i’m a product of those late nights I couldn’t sleep

I’m Cyanide, you’re sugar sweet

They look at me so crookedly-

Cause i turned to what they couldn’t be

And I don’t wanna hear about the way that they been feeling bout me

Illest in my town and county

So is all these kids around me

Ive been practicing more patience

Ive been saying no to favors

I can see it in they face

When they get salty switch to hating

Ain’t no way in hell these kids are gonna slow me from my paper

Yeah, yeah

We going up they never called that

Got your call, we don’t call back

They gossip talking with false facts

Give it up boy you’re all wack

(Chorus: Perennial)

Eloping to a higher plane of devotion

This rope around my throat is hoping my neck gets broken

Frozen in a moment of lonely words to assemble

I awoke to find myself a sage without a temple

(Verse 2: ROSINBOO)

Look

I hope you know that I’m aware, I can no longer care

Cold stare with the glare, and she took me out my chair-

By surprise she caught my eye

Even blew my fuckin high

Hip-Hop is my life

And I’ll love her 'til I die

I’ve been steady gettin high

Give a fuck bout lookin fly

You can see my 3rd eye

I’ve been flying through the sky-

Gettin lifted, having visions

As I walk in with this pimpin

I’m a Shepard you’re a sheep

I don’t ever get no sleep

Slow creep with the heat

Trynna make it off a dream

But late night I see the beams

I gotta dodge 'em with my team

Chasing CREAM, I’m a fiend

For the sticky icky green

I’m a beast on any beat

I’m on shrooms when I think

Never blink, I need peace

But this war is in the streets

And it’s a shame, We got no one else to blame

Society got me fucked, I’ve been feeling stuck

Like I’m in a rut, now I’m rolling blunts

Like it’s back to back, and that’s track to track

Inhaling dabs

(Chorus: Perennial)

Eloping to a higher plane of devotion

This rope around my throat is hoping my neck gets broken

Frozen in a moment of lonely words to assemble

I awoke to find myself a sage without a temple

(Verse 3: Perennial)

Waking up like what the fuck is going on and am I still dreamin

I keep sweepin off these demons but they quietly creepin

Leavin love of life and laughing as they scratchin at my back

Cackling, bombs blasting plastered me with flak

I labored day after day for those saber-toothed haters

Catered to traitors, trays of revolvers with one in the chamber

And gave up the plaster knife, for sculpting my own life

Left a note at the bus stop that stank of hope for less strife

Hallowed out temple from hammering in religion

Stammering indecision and hammocking intuition

Filled with nothing but contempt and venomous suspicion

It’s just a pipe dream to think someone would share my position

Blood and sweat from love well meant, covered salty wallowin

Of hollow kin to follow sorrowful brethren

To the land of mystic treasure with, gifts that never end, and then

Forever rid of curdled life and the darkness within

(Chorus: Perennial)

Eloping to a higher plane of devotion

This rope around my throat is hoping my neck gets broken

Frozen in a moment of lonely words to assemble

I awoke to find myself a sage without a temple