[Intro]

Yo

Fuck it

Just don’t let it be blank space

It’s that Bare bones

Fucking shining

Let my bones shine a bit

[Bridge]

How I felt after writing my first rap

Probably same as Walter white making his first batch

You wet for this thirst trap

I spit and she squirt back

(Aye it's that motherfucking Eddy Trashbin

Ain't forget what (Happened)

Fuck a has been)

[Verse]

Don’t let a lame take your spirit

Guess what that makes you?!

Screaming baby don’t drown

Baby don’t move

She won’t let me go down without taking down a few

She in that motherfucker shining and stepping on em too

I just made a couple dollars so I just bought her some shoes

Ya

See me and panic likе locking keys in the car with your dog

See through your heart you'rе a fraud

I watch him croak like a frog

Logging off

Cut the chord

Can't recharge

[Hook]

Bleach down the drain

Baby My eyes are stained

Try not to let it cloud it but I can’t view it the same

These two dead hands won’t wash in the sink

And a few dead friends keep talking to me

Ugh Ya

Bleach down the drain

Baby My eyes are stained

Try not to let it hit ya but I don’t know how much to take

These two dead hands keep me calm when I sleep

And a few dead plans I was thankful to see (goddamn)

[Verse]

How you woke but got no new opinions?

Getting so defensive (static)

Don’t put so much effort

No one wants your head here

Long as you keep your head clear

I’m saying just respect it

Long as you make the effort

Prolly won’t get your head kicked

And now I’m fresh out of pills baby

I don’t trust street shit but I still roll down the hill baby

This weed don't do enough I need something I’ll feel baby

I got the type of build only exists in dreams baby

(hahahahah)

She suck my dick a lot

We in the thick a lot

Got a new address

That’s where I’m missing out

Fuck all your good advice

Tell em I’m doing fine

Sound like you need some business

Just Stay the fuck out mine

Just flew out to the city

Baby I know you miss it

Be back another time

Realize this bottom line

Start beating down promoters

I’ve wasted too much time

I’ll do it on my own

Want my stats when they die

[Hook]

Bleach down the drain

Baby My eyes are stained

Try not to let it cloud it but I can’t view it the same

These two dead hands won’t wash in the sink

And a few dead friends keep talking to me

Ugh Ya

Bleach down the drain

Baby My eyes are stained

Try not to let it hit ya but I don’t know how much to take

These two dead hands keep me calm when I sleep

And a few dead plans I was thankful to see (goddamn)