Track 12

I hope you feel like shit, bitch, I told you

Everything they said I'd get, never bowed through

Fuck it, maybe I like this, sleeping life away like I was told to, like I was told, okay

Couldn't rest, screaming in my chest, pop the pills for stress

Fuck around and popped the rest

Make sure my mama see me at my best instead of hanging from my neck

Y'all talking manifest, you just a pocket pussy for the set, huh

Don't try to talk me off the ledge

I speak to bless you with the words engraved inside my crest

To be like me you must forget all the things that make you smile and give you butterflies in chest

Nobody fuck with you, should end it for the best, but won't accept

Any love that's given is problems that fuckers won't accept

But wanna flex, go ahead, pussy boy, just go and take it then

Feel like a fuck up to your girl, family and your friends

If I blow my top this shit gon' never end, it just don't ever end

I been drinking, tryna get the courage up to finally do this shit

How I'm supposed to tell my fucking family I considered it?

I'm supposed to be the one that did it and I'm fucking up

Every opportunity they hand me, no, I'm not enough

I've been sick mentally for years and I'm finished with it

Numbers going up and I still feel like I been sinking in it

Room been getting darker every time I'm sitting, sipping in it

Sorry if I'm slipping on my purpose, got no business with it