Brady

They playin' defense, they don't know that Brady is in him
Haters sleeping, I fuck with their circadian rhythm
This ain't Weeknd, I ain't singing you a ballad
Every single word I've ever spoke
Was from a place of malice, I've got spilt milk in gallons
Watch a dead horse gallop, like we thought we beat the life out it
I doubted I could climb back from hell
But he fully recovered from when the linebacker fell
And I got the last laugh like I'm Dave Chapelle
Then I said that's that and I hand out the L
I'm in my natural habitat
I ain't ever met a soul that don't experience fear
So why we worried 'bout experience here
Delirious peers, plus lost mentors and the like
Lost souls roam around, no incentive for their plight
Please guide us, polar opposite of Midas
Any country that I'd lead is a country that's divided
Even if the citizens are unbridled
Top of the world, from acutely suicidal
Let's go