Give This to Kevin

Buy me in again This barren wallet's blead dry, hemorrhaging Our time is worthless We deserve what we get Finding worth in trouble and regret Struggling for a single, sincere moment I've grown comfortable just riding out the grind Every night going broke on all my escapades Can't stop chasing my grave Now every dollar is spoken for and spent My priorities are spit shined, bent I'm talking shit and pouring sweat Apologies written, but never sent I'm not saving a single dime I'm going all in just to kill time! They say it's genetic, this disease I bear Bottom of the bottle syndrome Drink until there's nothing left I've grown comfortable just riding out the grind And every night I'm going broke on all my escapades Cant's stop chasing my, won't stop chasing my grave This callous on my liver keeps getting thicker