Wrong For Me
Derek Pope
3:41With a switchblade I carve my name in the pane of this fishtank The water red keep me fed that's a big bank Only sharks on this ark make no mistake Yea, for a Pope she would faint she would give thanks How you so fucked up on a Wednesday? Guess it don't mean much when the rent paid You could save my life like it's first aid In the worst way riding with that Propane Tank is taking both lanes Older but my old ways Calling me like ghostface Up and down the whole way Death is just the foreplay Let 'em bring the hellfire it'll be a cold day There's no out Can't come down I touch ground And I'm stuck Put your nails On my brain That feels dangerous enough (Don't) Don't make me go back Hangout where the clones at Rather spend it With no roadmap Rolling with the nomads Heavy and you know that Every step is giant Take me somewhere deep where your mind is You can break me down with the silence I like when I see a little violence In your smile it feels like Propane Tank is taking both lanes Older but my old ways Calling me like ghostface Up and down the whole way Death is just the foreplay Let 'em bring the hellfire it'll be a cold day There's no out Can't come down I touch ground And I'm stuck Put your nails On my brain That feels dangerous enough That feels dangerous enough That feels dangerous enough