[Hook]

Broke as fuck and hoping maybe imma pop off

I'd sell my soul for hope, or maybe not to drop off

Egg faced lil kid

In need of sum Seroquel

All that shit is very real I dance around the middle men

All my ego dwindling, I tap out too soon

I switch up on the homies just to see if gloom grew

Aye, watch this

Imma breed a new brew of self hatred rap

Of never taking naps

Or take my medication rap

It’s like my bank account is holding up a price ceiling

I'm never nice

Rarely caring for my mind unless it’s

It’s beneficial for the farce that Robin carved

Out of the char and coal of misery

And carcassеs of stars

I build a super-duper-uber-nova

It's noon, I'm boosting coma

I'm usеd to fluently perusing through the hoops

Instead of choosing all the orthodox

It ain’t my likeness to agree upon the prompt and proper

I just want peace and quiet

I just want peace and quiet