Lyrics:

Torture terror, torture terror thats what jovee said

I was on the grime, to the playback, to the hayback like a face mask, they pretend

Torture terror, torture terror, there's no where run

At the end of the day youll be standing at the barrel of my gun

I was on the waist line, tryna hate my

Own shit like the steak dine from the bass line, like my bros on their date night, they came cry

Ing To my arms, thats the state i

Always face, till this day, its a disgrace for the human race (FOR DESPAIR)

And i still need to face this shit for a couple thousand times. Its part of the Grind,

You cannot comprehend, the part where you have to dare

The burdens of the dreaded people, like their heir

And you hope that i will make this torture terror fair

If not im gonna feed you to a fucking BEAR

(production wise, i only changed a lil bit)

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