Real Heartache

Real heartache Void of energy Real heartache I'm in ecstasy Real heartache Void of energy Real heartache I'm in ecstasy You will only ever be past tense I don't even know what you meant to me Heartache is when you were laying next to me Zagged out with a hundred tabs of ecstasy Rolling, in my Kappa jacket feeling golden I indulge in urges I have no self control in Sorry i'm not sorry but I am my one and only I just wanna tell you so you a bit more lonely The House of Drip is now in full effect Droppin hella bombs like [?] It's the handzum rough neck Ain't nobody ready when I go and start to wreck and get to choppin like a TEC It's how I trap you in my net Feelin the dripped out deity drippin wet Till it dries and i'm the only one left If I only cut outside the world and fire and then get higher With the power in my hands i'm bout to bring the death I'm about to turn into Fallujah Livin in the past so i would not give a fuck about my future Zaggin out like a witch and doing it like furuza Burnin up [?] and breaking up the Buddha Zaggin, buckin, choppin like an MDMA bitch While the bass boomin heavy like a body in a ditch Mystical intentions every time I roll up a junt and get the pentagram off the fridge in the kitchen of the House of Drip Real heartache Void of energy Real heartache I'm in ecstasy Real heartache Void of energy Real heartache I'm in ecstasy