Saylor Rigsby - Meaning Lyrics

I rip off all my clothes until my head explodes
Migraines from you people with no passion
I'm ahead of those
Head to toes
Dressed and ready
People want a rapper who depressed in Fendi
I don't want wanna be the type of person make you stressed offending
All the people who wanna listen
I'm kissing demons on the mouth
You are comfortably sitting while i have meanings in my shouts and
Gats won't affect stats
I'm amazed
I spazz faster then cats when their ass is ablaze
And rapping fast like dash
Won't get a mass to your face
All these rats in backwards hats be
Passing gas but its laced i'm fast paced
All you passing carts
But you're in last place
And i don't know my beliefs but I'm glad that i have faith
And you sit in sadness but that has mad weight
I've been opposing fads since back then, and i can't wait
Using razors and a microphone to fight my days
I'm carrying the burden of myself despite my weight
All day to have it end with a night time craze
It's like a mirror that i'm fighting i'm the guy i face
And it's A finite race the same pace
Every days the same
I face the same thing
My face sting
I'm naked pacing think
I'm stating that hating will never cover whats straining your ego steadily fading
My patience deteriorating
Egotistical beyond the physical
Typical digital numbers i need it it's critical
Give it to me now