[Intro: Narrator]

Tyler is a twenty-one year old male

Who's confident he can be the next rap superstar

But cocaine and ecstasy push him into a spiral

Of his own ego and groupies

[Verse 1: CHVSE]

Bitch I'm back

Back with it, act like a activist

Trapped like a acrobat

I drop acid rap until my back will twist

Best there'll be, sure about that like I'm ecstasy

Girl named Molly start textin' me

Don't sent texts to me don't stand next to me

Don't want my ex to see that you hit me up

White girl hype so I hit the blunt

Try to blow me for it but my nose is stuffed

Told her "gеt in line 'cause my nose arе bumps"

Look, so precise, breakin' baddies but I'm cold as ice

This bitch a meth 'cause she got a lisp

But she suckin' dick to get the percs of life

[Interlude: Narrator]

Molly, a nineteen year old college freshman

Who fell in love with a rapper

Begins to experiment with drugs in her free time

But addiciton quickly pushes her into depression and poverty

Her only option is to stick with Tyler

[Verse 2: CHVSE]

Uh, lean make a lean

Leanin' back 'cause she'd break the seat

Going pro with those methozines

Seen her met them for it now they met the scenes

Crystal clear got the facts

Took a crack of that and then flipped it back

So depressed bakin' soda

Bad thoughts take away when she takin' meds

Makin' friends pop the bar now they made the press

Never had the fans that wanna pay me yet

But they pull up in a Benz so they can flex

And she DMT, tell em "Y'all are trippin'" 'cause B I see

And that y'all got weed that I'm first to see

You get smoked with a pipe if you gone on green

[Interlude 2: Narrator]

Fast forward a year

Molly blew up online by posting half naked pictures of herself

She started making more money than she ever imagined

But Tyler didn't like it

They split up and she fell back into her manic state

[Verse 3: CHVSE]

Uh, damn, on the ground

Life's getting high again

Pictured a dyin' trend

Trapped a quick and picked up again

Now she validated

Fame's a drug and she had to take it

Not much room for the path she hated

Throwin' caps up like she graduated

That's too much, OD

Sweet tooth, codeine

Sugar on it, lowkey

Sippin' syrup, no sleep

Off the walls and she like to party

Then she blamed it on her dumb ex

Sorry honey that I gotta be the one to say you fell in love with substance