Sweetapple Wes - Losin' my Mind

Ay Yo, Ay yo
Open your mind and ears
Throw your phones out, path veer
Smoke out, get the vision crystal clear
Finna rip it and wreck it
Lyrics for ya to dissect it
What's on my mind?
Like a fine dimes behind man, ya gotta check it
Take ya back to them days when i was 17
Used to cut class, sell grass, and sip promethazine
What i mean it's strange for this child to be deranged and lokin
Darkness approaching as i proceed to chain smokin
And they wonder why I just don't believe
In god, shit is unreal, obscene
Feel like i'm runnin' out of time
Fuck the world, i'll just grab my 9
Let me introduce you to this substance abuser, a loser
In other words, my mother, say hi mom
"Hi, Mom!" That's right she was a high mom
Wonder why? Probably cuz her mom cut her life young
Blew her brains out, on the couch right in front of her
Now she hangs with Lucifer
Her father tried seducin' her
them thoughts still pursuin' her
Future lookin gruesomer
Split persona yea now there's two of her
Alcoholic genes got me swimmin
Mean lyricism is the mission
Cocaine dreams, now they got me sniffin
Shit, God better ask ME for forgiveness
I Never knew my real dad, no pre-fab lifestyle over here
Only alcoholics and closet queers
According to my mother, so troubled
Because my new dad, not a fag, he just hated fuckin' her
She used to show up late, 2 a.m naked
Now my dad whoopin' her ass cuz she so shitfaced
Never patient, Im 11, screamin' from the basement
Will i see heaven? Or will i spray the mac-11 across they faces
Can you see inside this hell hole
Got me feelin' like a bomb, just explode
Medication got me driftin
Wishin' someone would give my thoughts a listen
Im full grown now, fuckin' bitches on the couch
Wanna meet Wes? Ladies better get to know me now
I'm a hot mess, a loch ness monster, a mobster
Smokin the sess, and im fuckin' the best
Just forget all the rest, you can leave it to wes
Many arrests from
Agitation, complacent
I'm leavin' fin
Tried to drown my demons, but they learned to swim
Life is over, yea finito
But i still got the 9 for a tounge
Now that's a heat flow
Every breath I take is a sin
Like Britney Spears, oops I did it again
Hoping one day its myself I find
Cuz I think i'm losin' my mind
Bitch, i'm losin' my mind
Fuck, i'm losin' my mind

Written by:
Wesley Sweetapple

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