[ Verse 1 ] Wakin up in a cold sweat. I dreamt about this bitch but she don't know it yet. Thought I said loved her, I ain't told her yet. But now I'm thinkin imma fuck her then her name forget. I told her that she was my idol. Showed my face at every single dance recital. At practice too, but she never see the shit I do. So bitch I'm through, you can keep the shit I gave to you. Cuz I don't need it; a constant reminder of the blinders I keep on wearin. Despairin I couldn't bleed it, enough, to at least get your attention. Pouring my heart into this pen as if I'm ventin, but ventricles skip intervals when breathin becomes palpable an obstacle not possible to beat I'm lickin popsicles trynna defeat the heat blood cells have boiled over. Pops told me dont keep bad blood like boulders on the shoulders. But colder, I thought I was her Atlas; held her world in place, but there was no one holdin me except for saving grace. In saving face I'll prolly set her down light. In saving space I'll prolly burn her shit tonight.