[Chorus]
Expectations
Got me thinking
Got me drinking
Drinking so far under
I’m reaching towards hell
While the sun is still up over
Head
Wishing I was dead like
[Verse 1]
Going under
I tend to ponder
Is this reality
Expectations
Mixed with falsealties
False thoughts
On my personality
They shout at me
I respond with no effort
Work less for
Hope to be earl sweatshirt
But I
Can’t hope to be shit
When I’m so fucking useless
Uselessness can’t even begin to describe what I truly am
Seen too many friends with cuts on their hands
Cuts on their wrist
I expect myself to stop but resist
The urge to help
How fucked up am I to stop and watch
Instead stop them of
Their abusive behavior
Hear them say death is a savior
I sit and just stare
When I could do something but i don’t
Why I won’t why I can’t
I hate myself so much I wish it would just end
Uh
*gunshot*
*beat switch*
[Verse 2]
Uselessness can’t even begin to describe you
So fucked up got more muck than the bayou
You’re the reason she killed herself
All those “jokes” you said
Made her done hurt herself
But you don’t care
She fucking died you didn’t cry
You just stood right there
You didn’t do shit
You so fucking useless
I would just kill you right here but
That would just end your suffering
I want you to live on in infamy
As the shit you are
No one needs to know
You just need to live with the guilt
Kill yourself you fuck will’t
You got another friend suicide
What do you do?
Stand by idle
You fucking emotionless
Kill you with a motion less
You don’t deserve no mon’ no respect
You less
You less that human
I hate you
You fucking demon
He’s gone kill himself
And you is the reason
Ain’t that right?
More friends dead another night
Overdose, noose hang, while you rap about having loose change
You too ashamed
To admit it
They all make fun of you
You know it
Dear, future me
You a poet
Slit your wrist poetic justice
For the shit you’ve done there ain’t no righteous judgement
You a pathological liar
Pathological you aspire
To be a great
You a fuck disgrace
You ingrate
I hope you suffocate in deep space
Freeze but not to death so you can feel as you disintegrate
All the pain they’ve felt you’ll feel that’s real great
Poetic justice gonna teach hate
Aren’t you
You aren’t suicidal just act like you do
Gain more attention
For your fucking youtube
Hope to god you die tomorrow too
Hope to god I don’t have to see you in the mirror
I dispise you I fucking hate you so much
But you already know
Stuck inside this body your fucking home
Fucking hoe
Hope you die
You fucking spinless prick
Preach knowledge is power
Then act like a fucking bigot
Parents say you smart they're lying
If you was smart you’d be doing fine then
You’d be making line after line and
Have cash in stacks but you just sighting man
You so fucking useless
Kill yourself fucking do it
Suicide is the only way
For this guilt to go away
Guilt you lie about everyday
Now you write these songs to feel okay
How did they feel before they blew away
You could’ve helped but you thought they okay
You were gonna help the next day
But by that day
They were fucking dead aye?
You fucking dead aye?
It’s all your fault cause you didn’t ask any
Now they dead your worth less a penny
You the reason mom and dad ended up splitting
And you the reason mom ended up cheating
You the reason they ain’t done feeding
You the reason they ain’t making it
Your sister better in every way
You the reason they poor as fuck okay
Fuck I hope you die today
I hate you in every fucking way
But stuck with you every fucking day
Just end your pitiful life tomorrow, K?
You ain’t gonna be shit
You already know
Gonna live in a basement
Get thrown out be homeless
You gonna wonder the streets drunk and hopeless
No ones gonna stop and help you broken
You gonna die cold and alone
You ain’t gonna have no funeral
Your mom and dad won’t care
You just dead weight
Gone in the air
Got it there
Ain’t no fucking reason you should be alive
At least end it before 25
Fucking die
*Gunshot*