You don't know what I am, I'm a sick man. And this world feels so distant. But today I'm feeling so indifferent. Every Friday's Halloween. My week is a dream, I'm just walking in my sleep. By any means, I'll be lowkey. I'm gonna need a reason to be seen. All the prayer is for nothing. No touching, I find it disgusting. Flying in my lane with my cousin. Why they bugging? I don't do discussion. I'm on an airplane to London. They want something from me all of a sudden. I'll come up when I'm summoned. I heard everything was gonna change but it worsened.