Still breathing, oh i did something right

I'm leaving, holding on my little knife

Soul screaming, only one who hears you cry

I'm leaving, never gonna get it right

Still breathing, guess i did something right

My feelings, load it up an pull it twice

Still dealing, oh but i'mma get the pot

Spent it all on green, an i smoked it all

Yuh

Still breating even with a smokers cough

More feelings coming as i'm noddin' off

Morpine me, stab me till i'm fuckin' numb

I'm feening for whatever close to love

Yeah