hell - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Suicidal, I don't give a fuck though

I got three dead bodies in the truck, ho

She never texts me back, I'm outta luck, bro

Talking shit, I'm with the boys at your front door

Never gave a fuck about a single thing, I don't care

I'ma break down, fuck around, shave all my hair

Sit back and laugh while these dumbasses stare

Shut the fuck up, pussy stop saying "life isn't fair"

Don't worry about me, bro, go get a bag

Pray to Satan that I'm never ever going out sad

I just fucked on your mom, I guess I'm your new dad

All my homies smoking meth like this shit Breaking Bad

Homie hit an ollie on his skateboard

Don't love me, I don't fuck with fakе whores

Me and your bitch finna wakeboard

Suicidе is an option 'cause the wait short

Suicide is an option 'cause the wait short

Me and Gohanna bouta go commit arson

I'm in the whip, playlist, Kelly Clarkson

Family full of aliens, just like a martian

My girlfriend has a boyfriend, you can CallMeCarson

Or better yet, you can not fucking call me at all

I just did a homicide, body drop like a doll

I like being outside, when the leaves start to fall

Better talk to me nice, or I'll shoot up your mall

I'm not even playing, it's a cry out for help

Every morning, I wake up, I think of killing myself

All I ever wanted was some serotonin and some wealth

I need to go to therapy 'cause I'm concerned for my health

Only options are a Glock and a Gucci belt

You would probably kill yourself if you felt what I felt

All my homies in the whip vibing with blackwinterwells

Fuck COVID-19, this winter about to be hell

Ayy, shoutout lieu