The Finish

Stress, bliss, fuck it [Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly] 200 RPM, behind the wheel of my mind's GM Praying they don't see him Swerve around the drama from my BM Wondering why all these people wanna be him Stuck in the matrix but doesn't want no one to free him Cause in reality fantasy's all that's left of freedom And reality's a bitch and that's why I say I don't need'em Just a substance to keep me sleeping so I can keep on dreaming Fuck Tylenol PM, someone THC him Smoke away all my problems, eyes looking like Koreans You're only here to rap, other ambitions simply keep'em So I'm clenching down my gums like a baby when his teething What they saying in my face ain't what they thinking, they deceiving I'm about to live up to my reputation as a heathen And put my size 12's into place where they eating Til it comes out the other end like a mother that's conceiving Just be glad you breathing It's summer and my heart is still freezing Cause back home it is kill or be killed season So I'm watching my back, bet I'm familiar with treason People threw me in the lions den alone for no reason "Fuck em" if they hear him, but shut up when they see him While my family wondering why new breads in my ATM But how can I fit in a cubicle when I'm a coliseum Just know that no matter where I fit I do it off of Cleveland And Mile High Ugh, The Calm 100 Words and Runnin, ya bitch Kells