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PRILLY T: Aye bro, is that your car?
MAN: Yea.
PRILLY T: Well, can you move it?
This is where I usually park, thanks.
Shit… why am I here again?
I don’t even know, I hate this place.
Is this your first time?
MAN: What’s your problem?
PRILLY T: My problem? Umm…
I got a call from my shrink,
She said she think it be time for a checkup
I told her no more medication
That’s how she keep me in inviso-fucking handcuffs
Get down to real deep shit
Bitch, you better man-up!
I said I’m not going back,
But she be pulling like crack rock
Attack dog—I turn into if I don’t listen
I got a creature in me, and he been sneaking around
Saying things, doing things you would probably frown upon, bro
MAN: You’re crazy, man.
PRILLY T: What, you think I’d make that up?
MAN: Yea.
PRILLY T: Nigga, fuck you. I got real problems.
MAN: Whatever you say, man.
PRILLY T: You’re my biggest one, right now.
You and this nasty elevator.
This elevator smell like piss and smoke
You’d think they’d keep it clean,
Lest they wanna go and trigger someone
Last time I’s here, I heard they had a situation
One of the doctors had been fucking with his patients
I know, it’s messed up!
Like, how you get your license and shit?
You’d think they’d have a test for that
And we’re the stupid ones?
Shit, all these doctors, bro, they be on the same boat
They helping us to help themselves not to knife their own throats
Ice cold—I’m told, but they on a different level
A flip switch—clicked
She said it hit like a rebel
Revel in animus
An animal standing this close to the glass will crack
And that’s why I’m a stupid one
BARBARA; Hey, Prilly.
PRILLY T: Hey, Barbara.
BARBARA: How are you?
PRILLY T: I been pretty great.
BARBARA: I’ve been calling you.
PRILLY T: I know I haven’t picked up my phone—I been a’ flaking…
BARBARA: Are you avoiding me?
PRILLY T: I’m not avoiding you. I just got more important shit to do
BARBARA: Like what?
PRILLY T: I don’t know, like… shit?
Still writing Rudiff, yea
Naw, he hasn’t wrote me back
He’s a busy fucking dude!
Ain’t got time for my bitching and complaining
Entertaining as it is,
I’m like a fucking cloud puking problems on his head
Completely understandable, the nigga wants to bathe in some sun
Let go? Bitch, I’ve excommunicated like… everyone
I write to Rudiff ‘cause he understands
He was there!
You was sitting in your comfy doctor chair
Eating snacks, tryna’ crack people’s heads
If I told you half the shit that I thought, you’d probably end up dead
I don’t want your medication, bitch
Do your fucking job!
I don’t wanna be a zombie, I just wanna feel normal again
Ice cold—I’m told, but they on a different level
A flip switch—clicked
She said it hit like a rebel
Revel in animus
An animal standing this close to the glass will crack
And that’s why I’m a stupid one
We can’t let of our problems, they made their home
We like to hold ‘em like a trophy
-Keep ‘em close to our hearts
Makes me feel special
Knowing nobody else has seen what I’ve seen
And that’s why I’m a stupid one
I could take you down deeper...
I could be the escort...
But when that darkness gets thicker, don’t call mission abort
I’m sorry, but if you really wanna’ help me
You’ll try to tag along
So take a breath, we going under...
When I was seven years old, I took a slingshot
And killed a baby robin—shot a toad with a pellet gun
It’s not that weird, children do that all the time
What makes me different is I kept the bodies in my pillowcase...
I thought the smell they made was soothing
And Rudiff? He lived right down the street
He was also into killing helpless animals
And people start to notice when their pets is going missing
That’s when we started up the fishing
See, people throw a fit
When Mr. Fluffles has his fucking head ripped off
But no one cares when you cut up a fish,
Rip out its guts, stomp it, smash on it tree
Yo, Rudiff took a bite and had the gills between his teeth
But it wasn’t enough
When I was just seventeen,
We found this hooker, and we picked her up off of the street
He strangled her, and sawed her head off with a butter knife
Then he stuck his dick inside her throat hole and climaxed
And me? I watched it like a fucking imax
I was so impressed!
Thinking, “Man… I need to try that shit!”
That’s why I write him, fuck!
Got me excited!
Nobody has the bond that we have
Nigga, we brothers for life
Ice cold—I’m told, but they on a different level
A flip switch—clicked
She said it hit like a rebel
Revel in animus
An animal standing this close to the glass will crack
And that’s why I’m a stupid one
We can’t let of our problems, they made their home
We like to hold ‘em like a trophy
-Keep ‘em close to our hearts
Makes me feel special
Knowing nobody else has seen what I’ve seen
And that’s why I’m a stupid one
Hey, guess who’s getting fucked up tonight?
Fucking bitch
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