[Verse 1]
Limits but the pros are richer
Lay mind down pack it all in a scripture
Write livid like a motherfucker palm militia
Tall I sprint i tore my wrist from all the glyph's and offence
Toss in your cent's your still sifting through nonsense
Sip it like a double-cup or drip it like a faucet caustic
Test down to it but a motherfucker never seen shit
Feeling like your tossing mist, the cost in sense, yup
Serve it like a diss go front
Still i'm round forest ave skating where the sidewalk bumps never change for it but the right trucks
17 passed coulda been more patient
Meet up with the homies and we get to rotation
Feeling like the past is a payment
Back and I'm skating over cracks in the tennis-court pavement
Baby what

[Chorus]
All of my efforts are haunted, baby
And none of its ever your fault so blame me
Got everything that I want to save me
And none if it happened in Hudson baby

All of my efforts are haunted, baby
And none of its ever your fault so blame me
Got everything that I want to save me
And none if it happened in Hudson baby
[Verse 2]
All my accolades are attached to paper
I'm only happy when passing j's or when rapping
I'm a madman all I do is ash man
All I do is ash man no one but myself
Get it? if you ask same shit nobody helps
Speeding narrow down a path they ain't sent nobody else
Do it all for the day one's with the same numbers
In the end I'm just hoping I ain't left nobody out
Yeah

[Chorus]
All of my efforts are haunted, baby
And none of its ever your fault so blame me
Got everything that I want to save me
And none if it happened in Hudson baby

All of my efforts are haunted, baby
And none of its ever your fault so blame me
Got everything that I want to save me
And none if it happened in Hudson baby

All of my efforts are haunted, baby
And none of its ever your fault so blame me
Got everything that I want to save me
And none if it happened in Hudson baby
Outro: dialogue taken from Kyle Mooney's skit called "lost"