Oncue No Saint
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
Run that shit
Play the game not the victim
Been had these visions
But you didn't listen
Only nonfiction
Running from addiction
And mine is ambition
Depression kicking in right about now
Can't believe I said that shit out loud
Fighting my demons they got me knocked out
I need top now
Somewhere with the top down
I'm an asshole, I'm a monster, I need a motha f..ckin sponsor, I'm becoming my father
I been running from it all, been running my whole life, but I'm thinking why bother
All that shit I seen I'm a fiend, I ain't green, but I need the f..ckin green
Knew this as a teen
That this pain inside of me need to leave
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
Got my cards and I'm switching deck
I don't need chains on my neck
Nothing less what did you expect
God damn I'm no saint
I'm no saint
Know that I won't change
I'm no-o saint no
Damn I think I'm getting bad again
Really Need some medicine
Won't you pour my some
Everything around me look at this
Ooh fill it to the brim
Need to feel numb
Thought that we were brothers we were kin
Yea I'm talking thick and thin, now it's all done
Something said in darkness creeping in
Man I won't let it win, who have I become
You don't really want to see this side of me
Born alone die alone, no one gonna ride for me
Gotta kill these ghost, that be flying round inside of me
All my old hoes really missed out on the lottery
Better watch your tone, wachu thinking now, don't lie to me
I'm destined for the throne, I'm a motha f..ckin prodigy
When I'm dead and gone, treat this shit like my biography
That's the way it gotta be
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
Got my cards and I'm switching deck
I don't need chains on my neck
Nothing less what did you expect
God damn I'm no saint
I'm no saint
Know that I won't change
I'm no-o saint no
