Know my patience is running thin

I need myself to be numb

Grief is the provence of the livin

Shit i hold high with my thumb

I feel like roeper and ebert

Fuck u im fully conceited

Fuck who u tryna be

Imma get what i want

When i need it

And then im gone

They say dont bite the hand that will feed you

I bite my hand when i feed it

Mistreat myself when defeated

Ill prolly fuck anotha check

Wreck anotha friend

Bend anotha bitch

Switch to percocets

Bet bet bet bet my fucking life on it

Cus honestly when ur this high its

Fuck friends

Fuck love

Fuck life

All i need is that substace abuse

I need a muse whos a nihilist

That wouldn't cut me loose

From another hit

Wait

Do u have dreams of charlie parker

Counting needle tracks with a fifth of vodka

While the beatles jack off with boiling pasta

Wait

All i see are these changes

Fuck my head up it feels brainless

Joints with baygon laced from the pavement

Wait

Fuck

I ain't gonna lie shit feels like dying off the block

Might as well fuck a henny on the rocks

Wait

When i die i want my shroud dripping with rose gold

Thats probably not a good colour but i can't afford shit thats ten fold

Cus my keyboard still a rental

Cus im scared to go check my dentals

But i cough blood every fucking morning

Man

Ain't that shit simple

Because i lowkey hate everybody

Im a changed man but hate’s a hobby

That i can't kick or really plan on stopping

But what do i know im just a junkie

Goddamn