[Intro]

Now drink this, son, it'll make you feel better

(Damn, Subjxct, you did it again)

[Chorus]

I taste bourbon, it's on my breath

I feel burning, it's in my chest

I smell urine on the bench

I hear y'all concern, this is the end I seek

Guess it depends on me

[Verse 1]

They hated Wik 86'd from every club that I went

'Cause I get bent, cuss 'em out then I would strip

Show 'em my ass so they know what to kiss

I know it was bad, I ain't have control of my legs

Four Loko on my way home, alone on the strip

Then I wake and regret start settling in

Always said the same thing, nеver again

Two days pass, the same thing, I'm at it again

Will I еver make it out of this jam?

Genetics catching up, can't forget what happened to gramps

They say it skips a generation, if it's random then damn

Looking like it's landing on him (Me? Fuck)

Can't stand the way I felt, can't get out of bed

Can't eat, can't get my ex out of my head

I can't believe how I spent all of my bread

In rent due but too hungover to stress, overslept

I don't even wanna get dressed

I'm over it, I'm goin' put this whole shit to rest

Don't remember so I don't know what to confess

Moments open his head and get him depressed

Upset I can't kick it, don't know how to quit

I'm close to the edge, I know I'ma slip

Would I be better off dead?

I wonder how it will end

[Chorus]

I taste bourbon, it's on my breath

I feel burning, it's in my chest

I smell urine on the bench

I hear y'all concern, this is the end I seek

Guess it depends on me

[Verse 2]

Ain't tryna tie the belt just to cry for help

But I'm crying out and ain't nobody tryna help

But when I try to tell, all it do's is remind myself of how I felt, how I dealt

Sit back, sip a six pack by myself, might as well

How long will this last? Only time will tell

Before I'm on my ass or I'm inside a cell

Ash and broken glass, I swear I'm in hell

The corner store's biggest clientele

When it come to brew, the liquor store is where they come to booze, got me loose

Where you from? Who the fuck are you?

Chill, the one thing I don't wanna do is dwell

Too grown to hold a grudge but I know I will

'Cause I'm too prone to going and getting drunk

When I'm fed up and end up just going nuts and throwing up

If you know me well then you know what's up

When I finally failed don't know what I done

The final four, laid out on my hallway floor

The final straw before I finally saw, I was finally sure

Saved by the mistakes that he made

First day felt like I was climbing out of my grave

I wanted one more sip but I poured out my drink

The pain went with the liq's down the drain

Shit changed, never thought it'd be this way

Never thought I'd see the day, it'd be okay

[Chorus]

I taste bourbon, it's on my breath

I feel burning to my chest

I smell urine on the bench

I heard y'all was concerned

See in the end it was up to him

[Outro]

That's ancient history

Well, history sometimes repeats itself

And what makes you the ancient history expert?

I ain't interested in ancient history