Young Bernie - Welcome to the Prequel

Divin back into a sinister set of second guesses
Losin depth amongst the fog of doubted blessin
Pushin the pressure for payment like embezzlin
No thats extortion, regardless its apporant, but i still pourin like pregamin main courses
Bottles imported straight out of stalingrad, outdated phase like scene shit,
My skies seem bluer than breakin bad
But my visions forever conflicted, addicted to powder and clout
Neither can write the route out of my self deceivin thinkin
Schemin to right these wrongs, self will disregard all reason
Mental revolution bloomin confusion at all the treason
Thoughts fleetin like the ships sinkin, no bailer can save her
I forever capsized when i thrive seekin peoples favor, disclaimer
Im hard to swallow like the bottle in one dose
Over the top like cop who shot first and said fuck a question
Send praise up for the mentions, eager waitin for justice with hightened suspense
Then surprise,hes off again, aint shit gonna change

Flee the scene, lost in a world diseased
Plant my ass in my memoirs, ink scribbled from belittling salliquious
Rabblin into infinity, starin at the stones before me, lord knows i can just take half
Thats alternative facts, all turns past the tracks
My arms like a poligraph without the facts, yall laugh but the marks still linger
I know im polished up in my demeanor, he must be the wedding singer
But i spend a honeymoon pushin through the ringer
Or a bender, tender tinder bitches, gifted in bacardi, blow, and syrines
Cycles vicious, i stitch together the script i trashed last night
Soar to god and my mom id had enough of cough up lungs
Like wuhan wishes, spillin corona like its priceless despite my virus wavin sirens
Mayb redflags, im draggin whats left of this being to a meeting or so i think, its sad man
I know they wish it was just a phade and that i could mayb have
Just one and be done but to me thats just no fun, see

Welcome to the prequel
Its really nice to meet you
Maybe you can see through
Maybe you will see you

Welcome to the prequel
Its really nice to meet you
Maybe you can see you
Maybe you will see through

This disease is like a swarm of locust
Devouring the whole score before ya notice im face down flooring
Full force peakin 100 in this spin city and its porclain throne
That i alone seem to have come to call my home
Preach pleadin please would you just attone
Acceptances of my adolesent antics sends panic
Paired with paranoia and proxies prepped to pick my poison
Prior to practical previews that see the prequel point to coffins in my sequel
Cant believe u

Bitch im stubborn, stumblin over somethin subtle yet suspect
Better yet, im bettin that my bottom has gotten barely close to upset
Like judgmental joustin jubalees, reminise on my disgraces like cinemax movies
With every past groupie who crossed my path pursuing a means to an end
It all depends, ya that ass nice, those eyes divine, but ya got a sack or a score
If not theres the door, bitch im sick, shakin like marty, hardly recognize myself, its scaring
Im partly starting to think there got to be more than livin so animalistic
Twitchin skytzophernic
Nympho , two feet from 6 below, howd i get so lost going with the flow
Drowin in selfpity, forgetting, and divin nose first into more powder than Park City
Pleadin with my divinity from the periphery of this reststop restroom
Wrestling the chemicals calmin my eyes
Sweet lies, shit to sleep is to die and im not ready
From them to send me before the almighty
Ive had enough, please this is just the prequel

Welcome to the prequel
Its really nice to meet you
Maybe you can see through
Maybe you will see you

Welcome to the prequel
Its really nice to meet you
Maybe you can see you
Maybe you will see through

Written by:
Nicholas Shinn

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