Lately, I'm feeling numb
Lately, I wanna run
Lately, my world is broke
Lately, ice on my tongue
Maybe you are the son
Maybe I am the gun
Maybe, I pull the clip
Maybe you better run
Maybe you are the son
Maybe I am the gun
Maybe, I pull the clip
Maybe you better run
Truth is I'm not a kid but a parasite
Too much blood, might have some other people terrified
And you might know exactly where I sleep at night
But I could be a problem
You should lay low, what you gon' try?
If you want smoke, we can take it outside
'Cause the door's not far away
Yeah, the door's not far away
Maybe you are the son
Maybe I am the gun
Maybe, I pull the clip
Maybe you better run
Maybe you are the son
Maybe I am the gun
Maybe, I pull the clip
Maybe you better run
I don't wanna talk much
All the words I speak see disease and the toxins
Feelings being perpetrated
Scratched walls in the rooms of the renovation
I need ghosts, I need ghosts in the hall
We can make a toast for the host when he calls
But I don't wanna talk much
Feelings being perpetrated
Scratched walls in the rooms of the renovation
You should lay low, what you gon' try?
If you want smoke, we can take it outside
'Cause the door's not far away
Yeah, the door's not far away
If you come close, bet you gon' see
Take a fat chance, you can take it on me
'Cause the door's not far away
Yeah, the door's not far away
Maybe you are the son
Maybe I am the gun
Maybe, I pull the clip
Maybe you better run
Maybe you are the son
Maybe I am the gun
Maybe, I pull the clip
Maybe you better run
I'm that problem (Yeah, he is)
Say something (Hahahaha)
I'm that problem (He's the problem)
You say nothing (Maybe I am the gun)
I'm that problem
Say something
I'm that problem
You say nothing
(You better run
Maybe you are the son
Maybe I am the gun
Maybe, I pull the clip
Maybe you better run
Maybe you are the son
Maybe I am the gun
Maybe, I pull the clip
Maybe you better run)