Текст песни Black Magic - P-Tree

I think it's fair for me to say I'm a bit grumpy
Cause looking back it's hard to not wonder
Was I under a spell the whole time
Or was it true love at one time
If I had to bet on it
I bet you loved me but hated me right
I know you hate me cause you loved me
You say you faked it when you'd cum
But I don't give a fuck I nutted when I wanted
Made you lick it off my thumb and your arm
Like the bum that you are
Now I'm on my way to becoming a star
I was before but now I'm farther
I'm so glad you ain't make me a father
Thanking god they put me in that cop car
Before I offed you
You just offer longer suffering
And wondering
Whether or not I'm a fucking
Insane lunatic
Stretched my brain noodle thin
Stressed the days'll do to me
The same thing they all do to him
Do him in
Wasn't due
But strange ways can weigh
Who can say
Which ones are stranger
Days ached on the papers
To fake praise
From some Jake strangers
That's my thank you
Man I'd rather have haters

I think I hate that I loved you
I knew I couldn't trust you
Burdened me too long
Turned love and lust
For you into dust
And hoping that your tortured
Mutilated beaten down and ordered
By the deities you worship
To slaughter yourself
Suicidal ooh I hope you are
And cutting every inch
Of skin your body harbors
Hide it with your sleeves
And believe
That you're going farther
Than stuck living harder
Than you ever had too with me
Why you treat me so awful like garbage
Using up the next bag already
You dirty and slutting
Your way through life
And seem unbothered
Maybe cause you father
Left you at a young age
And you abused your freedom
Getting off with neighbors
Who are way older and smarter
But pretending like they raped you bitch
You're the one that called him over
Hopped out the window you offered
And probably played with his balls
Like Spalding
Swallowed it up and left the yard
You lying just trying to frame a man as monster
When the realest know that you play the part
You're evil not smart

Bitch
Who are you kidding tryna fuck
With these little cyanide poppers
Don't hide behind choppers
Don't mean we don't got em
It means we're living what we talk
Unlike any other smut talking honky little bitch
Who gets picked up and he's the first talking
Behind the fence he's the loudest barking
When I get in his face he's apologizing
I kid of course cause
If I got in his face
On no good graces
I bet he'd wish the cage
Was all he got
To give our information
I'm a sick patient
I'll put his thoughts on vacation
Where's he going
Heaven knows
This is his liberation
On my deliberation
No incarceration
But I'll be praying
The lord don't hold me for slaying him
Or for all the planning did
I hope I get to live to repent
All my past aggressions
I hope the powers that give the gifts
Don't hate me in heaven
I feel in my heart and my soul and my head
That they did best to let us choose direction
And love us all with no question

Why am I even on this
When I'm really off this
I'm getting tired of wasting time
And making lines
About you honest
Why waste my breath
At least it's never
Stopping unless
Cardiac arrest
Do me in from stressing
The shit you did
And keeping it with me
I know what I said
And I know that you miss me
But please stop with fake accounts
And tryna hit me up you slut
I wanna fuck you up
That don't make me hard
It means that I'm broken
When morals get to fading
And my mind is left wide open
I don't give a fuck