[Hook]

I'm sitting in a room

Made up of white walls, hate in my eyeballs and I just sit envisioning my doom

And I wish it wasn't true

I can feel it comin' soon and I don't know what to do

No pain when the night calls, no changing the light bulb

When I'm sitting in this room

I can feel the sky fallin'

Guess I'll wait and watch the white walls spin

[Verse]

And I ain't talkin' 'bout tires, bitch

Ain't no extinguishin' it when the infinite fires lit

Some people strive to quit, but you can always hear it if you're quiet listen

I been slippin' for a long time, I'm gettin' tired of it

It's violence behind my eyelids, a weary soul

Tendencies of a killer and the killer is serial

Here we go, it's the downward spiral, leave me alone

I been screamin' out for help but y'all don't really hear me though

My fear is only to God, forgive me, I'm lost

I mean this shit feels like I'm visitin' the Wizard of Oz

Full of tricks and mirages, I wish to strip the facade

'Cause my happiness is fake as the tits on Nicki Minaj

Hold up, you hear that?

I'm losin' my soul, but they don't really wanna hear that

I'm losin' control and as I listen to a beer crack

My spirit arose, but any minute the shit it'll be diminished

That was dope but it still really isn't enough

Got the Patron, now I'm feelin' like a million bucks

But really I'm stuck, the feelin' is too ill to give up

Without it my heads pounding, Daz Dillinger and Kurupt

Refillin' my cup, I'm ready to dance with the devil

The shit's inevitable, if there's gas hit the pedal

With both hands on the dash if crash then I get what

I asked for, I hit the glass, smash and I bet I'll

Never hit the ground, before I do, I open my eyes

I'm in a room with white walls, but it's no big surprise

My coping device has got me feelin' close to demise

I'm constantly haunted by pics of coffins with roses inside

Several years of it now

These aren't just lyrics, think I'm seriously delirious, pal

But you don't wanna hear about the shit that appears in my crown

So I just hide behind the tears of a clown

[Hook]

I'm sitting in a room

Made up of white walls, hate in my eyeballs and I just sit envisioning my doom

And I wish it wasn't true

I can feel it comin' soon and I don't know what to do

No pain when the night calls, no changing the light bulb

When I'm sitting in this room

I can feel the sky fallin'

Guess I'll wait and watch the white walls spin