[Verse 1]

I sleep with my door unlocked

So they can find my body if my heart suddenly stops

My ghost is there to greet you when you knock

Feel a cold chill, then I let the blood spill

Got your head spinning like windmill

Quick kill, yo

I should sell anxiety

'Cause I've got a variety

And every time you lie to me

I'm taking notes

On how to make you choke

You think I'm a joke

I don't think you want the smoke

Steady dying slow

Got nowhere to go

But I call this home

Wherever I roam

I'm out in the cold

I feel so alone

But that's how it goes

I don't know

How I got so fucked up in head

Got a mind that's full of dread

Every night I dream of death

And wake up in a different bed

Act of inhumanity

Questioning my sanity

All I see is anarchy

I'm nothing that I want to be

Standing on the precipice

Probably need a therapist

There's got to be more to this

'Cause all I know is...

[Bridge]

All my homies run amok

Drink until we spill the cup

Press me 'til I've had enough

But you don't wanna test your luck

Lemonyello think he tough

Dirty Golden cheefin' blunts

He make the beat, I spit the verse

And then I watch him mix it up

Pressure got me slipping up

Police got me tripping some

I break the cuffs, and break their necks

That's how I like to live it up

Don't try

Give all you got, but I

Won't die

I can kill myself on my

Own time

I got nothing left on the

Inside

Say goodbye

[Verse 2]

Always in the background

Living just to laugh now

Crying in the corner

But I'm joking like the class clown

Sitting by the phone waiting for someone to call

'Cause sometimes I need a voice to help and guide me through it all

I'm fucking beat down

Just another number to delete now

Just another stupid motherfucker in the scene, wow

I take another kick in the face and call it day

I'm scraping for change until I get paid

And purchase a grave

Maybe life's a lie and we've all been sent here to die

'Cause no god up above is gonna tell me otherwise

Constant battle with time

But no reason to try

It's getting harder and harder everyday to feel alive

I can't lie

Guess I'm shit outta luck

Can't emerge from the muck

I'm so sick of feeling stuck

I don't want to give a fuck

Reaper on my back with expired contract

So I lay on my back and let it all fade to black

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