It’s 3 something in the morning

And I just came down

All the pain I tried avoiding

About to come back around

Uh, what do I do now

Can’t sleep because

There’s way too much in my head

And I don’t want to eat

So I just keep getting fucked up instead

I Don’t Know

Mama told me better than that

And that would be relevant if my head was in tact

But I think I am about to lose it

I look in the mirror daily

And I don’t who it is

I still don’t know what I’m doing

Like damn my

Thoughts are all over

Forget this

Nights when I’m sober

I desperately desire to chill

Quiet deal

Can a doctor prescribe me a pill

Like, NO

Just a Homie up the street

Dealing poison don’t enjoy it

But I know you gotta eat

And

I don’t mind supporting

As long as whatever I score

Leads me not having to think cause

I just wanna feel

Nevermind the details

Just know I am going through hell

Yes

So I get, I get high

I get, I get, I get, I get high (x3)

Because someone said there’s heaven up there