Daily Dabble Songtext
von Carter‐senpai

The world lost something when I accepted my evil
And said "It′s fine should this star stop short of the zenith," that I give
Plenty of effort-more than most, keeping it real
That righteous remains subjective
We elect our own ideals
'Cause before then? I was hungry
I knew no fear, I stood my ground
I′d yet to realize music as a panacea
As the broker of peace
Between and lad his squeams
Nah, my truth was "the" truth-defense ex machina I was stalwart, I was stronger than you normal human beings
I could take on Chuck Norr-ok maybe not him
But my Kenpachi Reiatsu meant anybody could get it
I ain't finish the mission if I ain't hundred percent it
You on my team? Showing weakness?
You get dubbed in a second
Had a predilection for flexing while I built up my legend
Set up humble beginnings for egotistical endings
Ended up spending year twenty one
Wondering should I end it-How did we get here?


Daily dabble in the deleterious
Self-harm will steal your heart before instilling fear in it
Black king-He was buried beneath a pyramid
Aimed at himself; exclaimed
"Sic semper tyrannis"
Daily dabble in the deleterious
I′m Britney with the clippers
Don′t tell me to chill 'cause I ain′t hearing it
Black king-bury me beneath a pyramid
My mama think my shit go hard?
Then fuck what your opinion is

Take everything I just mentioned
But consider that effort
Expended over extended periods
Always have the answer
No matter what the query is
And always flash a smile
No matter what the feeling is
S. S. Ant going down, but it's keeping up appearances
Symbol of black of achievement, perseverance, and excellence
But reticent, headspace sequestered-nobody entering
In my mental echo chamber, only failure′s resonant
Spent every penny ingesting chems-I regret it
Did a number on my psyche
The damage might be irreparable
I needed help
He need some milk! Get him something
Get him away from self-destruction
"High-functioning" means
That you only stunting in public
Making it look wire-to-wire
While you struggle to clutch it
Devising schemes for your demise
While keeping in mind the budget
Overdose might be type expensive
Do it hurt when the bus hit?

Daily dabble in the deleterious
Self-harm will steal your heart before instilling fear in it
Black king-He was buried beneath a pyramid
Aimed at himself; exclaimed
"Sic semper tyrannis"
Daily dabble in the deleterious
I'm Britney with the clippers
Don′t tell me to chill 'cause I ain't hearing it
Black king-bury me beneath a pyramid
My mama think my shit go hard?
Then fuck what your opinion is

I am hip-hop, but I′m also human too
I breathe through my squeedily spooch like everybody do
Get caught up in the hype, and neglect the truth
Fall in love with your potential
Instead of you
Back in the day, I had a bae who exacerbated anxiety like no other
That′s an album worth of discussion
All you need to know for this song?
She saved a nigga, real talk
I'm grateful for the change you inspired
And glad that you′re gone
'Cause now I′m by my lonely
Lowkey, that's how I wanted it
Don′t need to be in charge
But I'm nobody's subordinate
And I don′t need no fuckin chums
′Cause now I got the secret formula
Just me and my computer in the studio
Mulling over shit I wrote
Knowing it won't all go over well
And that′s the beauty of it
You don't gotta see what I′m saying for you to love it
And I don't gotta lose any sleep
For me to love you-I′m doing me
Fuck you

Daily dabble in the deleterious
Self-harm will steal your heart before instilling fear in it
Black king-He was buried beneath a pyramid
Aimed at himself; exclaimed
"Sic semper tyrannis"
Daily dabble in the deleterious
I'm Britney with the clippers
Don't tell me to chill ′cause I ain′t hearing it
Black king-bury me beneath a pyramid
My mama think my shit go hard?
Then fuck what your opinion is (I don't know you man)

Daily dabble in the deleterious
Self-harm will steal your heart before instilling fear in it
Black king-He was buried beneath a pyramid
Aimed at himself; exclaimed
"Sic semper tyrannis"
Daily dabble in the deleterious
I′m Britney with the clippers
Don't tell me to chill ′cause I ain't hearing it
Black king-bury me beneath a pyramid
My mama think my shit go hard?
Then fuck what your opinion is