[Intro]

Sometimes you just gotta say “Fuck it”

Do it yourself

Huh

[Verse]

EMP stays independent forever

She beamin’, I dick her appendix down careless

Drink from a chalice

GHB just ‘cause I got too much balance

Walk on a tightrope, to some it’s a challenge

Constantly knockin’ at the reapers door

Ding and dong ditch, never take enough to really fall

I wish I would

I wish I could have the balls

Say “Fuck it” one time and deport

Out of my life but for now I’m just fried and I’m floored

Stuck on the couch, get too high to do housework

I might fuck around and take four

Look at this corpse, stood up at six foot up in his grave

I get suicidal, it might turn the Honda to Porsche

Acid ain’t give me no clarity lately but maybe I need to take more

I was a shit kid, lickin’ on these daughters

Don’t walk around giving big dick aura

It make you seem small bruh

I was in the back with my bad one tell her “Chop two, roll it all up”

Putting my hand to the stove tryna see if I bleed

Swear every time that I’m hearin’ that lyric I’m weak

Bring me to tears ‘cause my girl and I damn near OD’d

The other night casually woke up to breathe

Look at the lines on the plate while she lookin’ at me

Start to feel certain ways, but my high start to fade so I ain’t tryna fuck

It’s really a problem I’m losing the love

Love for myself is impossible without these drugs at the forefront

Four blunts, still ain’t even high

Five even lines, girl think I’m tryna die

I’m just tryna get back in my right mind

Third eye fried too, redder than a stye

How many times have I thought about dialling a hotline?

Then start crying, I don’t wanna waste their time

Still I wanna waste my mind

And swear I know how I’d do it

30 opioids I’d sit there and chew ‘em

Go out with the feelin’ I’m always pursuing

Family broken, I struggle with place

Panic attacks, I just stare into space

Mate said he been dealing with all the same

But he take steps

Making a plan tryna better his health

He on the mend, I’m so proud but I’m jealous

I know I could never

Shit get depressing

Only therapy I get in these presses of ecstasy pellets

Motherfuckin’ lab rat, test it on myself

Got 50 notepads in my backpack

Motherfuck a shelf, and it’s fuck help

Shit how I heal, write scripts

Write my own health

Do a mad dash to a pack of some good weed

Tell it by the smell

Underwater so long, swear I grew a gill

Still I put a pussy ass rapper on the muhfuckin’ grill

Said he want beef

Fuck with me dawg, I’m hungry but ill

From illegal thrills

Started my life when I started with pills

Me and homies never taught how to feel

Hard as I try still I never felt real

Never felt healed, girl feel the same

Feeding outta compost heap; that my brain

If I ain’t got no braincells, I ain’t feel no pain

Think I need rehab, ain’t know how I’d pay

No patience left, don’t fuck with me today

Askin’ for money, best watch what you say

Tell you if you ain’t

Fuckin’ me, feedin’ me, payin’ me, fuck out my face

Comfortable place how it feel when they hate me

I ain’t got no issues but will if you fake me

These flakey ass rappers ain’t shit but a gimmick

You wrote a book on me they’d be in the appendix (Aye)