Rollin by my

Self at night

Through the asteroids pilot my flight

Into hyper drive faster than light

Will i crash, yeah bitch i might

Yeah bitch i might

Ghost ride the enterprise

Check them records, you best recognize

The face of substance d these sunken eyes

I ain’t slept in weeks that's no surprise

I guess time flies when you stay

FUCKED

Blood stream corrupt

Mr self destruct

Cause i fucking give up

Fucked up again

Another weekend

Full of mayhem

And tylenol pm

Life a fucking headache, i can’t fucking comprehend

So i make enough noise to wake the fucking president

Hit that nuke button, bitch i’m tired

And i’ll sleep when i fucking expire

So if all of yall got go just so i can get a nap in

Then the whole shit is going skyward

All on fire

Blown amplifier

So bump this shit till the venue’s lit and it burns down no survivors

Fuck a lighter // Flame thrower ignitor

That napalm spewing firestarter the flames just climbing higher

And my headache still ain’t gone so i’m about to hit this shit

I don’t know what’s even in it but it’s about to be lit

Wanna watch the world burn, second place, this second hit

Coping mechanism smoke something and tip this fuckin fifth

Here i sit // Head split

Headache worse // why do i exist

I’m finished // clear the crypt

Brain like the fucking gulf conflict