Released on February 16, 2019

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Mask on, yeah I’m slipping out of sanity

Rather be a ghost, lost hope in humanity

Smoking dope, yeah I’m puffing on banana trees

Wrist cut, blood splattered on the vanity

Red arm, yeah I think my shawty mad at me

But she a lame bitch, she can’t match my energy

I’m all alone, I ain’t never had a family

Yeah that bed sheet cover me just like a canopy

Mask on, yeah I’m slipping out of sanity

Rather be a ghost, lost hope in humanity

Smoking dope, yeah I’m puffing on banana trees

Wrist cut, blood splattered on the vanity

Red arm, yeah I think my shawty mad at me

But she a lame bitch, she can’t match my energy

I’m all alone, I ain’t never had a family

Yeah that bed sheet cover me just like a canopy

White bed sheet on her body like a ghost

Didn’t want to do this cause I fucked with you the most

Voices in my head and they tell me grab the rope

Bring her to the lake and throw her body off the boat

She screaming that she love me, it don’t show

I was tryna grow, but she was tryna go

Now I feel so alone, numb my pain behind the smoke

I just wanna be a ghost, tell the world I’m going home

Pop a couple pills, I’m in my zone

White mask on my face, hear me breathing on the phone

Why would you lock the door, I’m tryna get inside your home

Baby I just want to talk, I promise I won’t cut your throat

Lurking on your lawn with a scope

Fresh out of the shower, dressed in my favorite robe

It’s like you know I’m watching and you're putting on a show

You're a final girl I told you this wasn’t a trope