am i bad - Moodie Black

You can mock me like these kids do with broke necks

Eyeballs poppin like there blank sex no stress

Born still hanging from the tit well and not taught

Aging with the planet probably love cops so rot paid for

Should be used to color palettes every drop every orifice appendage

Every skin these humans got shit is not that massive is it

Love people fuck text give yourself you dont need that badly bleed on someone

else

The truth is with this cancelled and buzzwords

Ive been more than beating with these fingers

Yall heard

Can’t get kinky with it turn my back and yall is victims

Gotta flex the right things but i do not defend the system

I was up all on my own when I was speaking to the hawk

Way before my titties were a teddy talk nigga i

Police nothing i do not become it no fake woke or warrior

I think nothing of it

Becomes harder to innate likes or snap skin

I don’t fit the pretty that you all is in dont wanna win

Spare parts and plastic feathers

Bitch fights and hotter weather

See through the skin is breaking

Im a step outside the water

Comfort me

Im feeling feelin nasty in my mass am I bad am I bad am I bad?

All that matters is ive tried hard with all fours

Digging holes until the bone callouses is left alone

Watching what i love turning white and every day to death

Petting every morning cause i gotta check paranoid

Mirroring all the rest of every modern day fuck a test

Promise to each other it will be ok house arrest

Chewing through the holidays no idea how i am

Things have gotta give a bit i dont think making it