Head is racing

But I’m the blame

P90

I’m out this bitch

Look like the hunger games

Throw up yo side

Rep yo gang my ****

or what you claim

It’s area 30

Go against the grain

Bet you won’t do that again

Movin alone in this world

I’m not something to tame

Crystal clear I could see it

I realizing we not the same

I made my exit out her life

Because I was looking for change

(She hope i relapse again)

She think

I’m easier to contain

Without em you might as well

Label me a basket case

Then you went ahead and jumped states

I know we said we need our space

Wash my hair in the shower

Watch red creep down the drain

Remind me when she slit her wrist

she got dark circles on her face

Ima weirdo she say I’m different

She left her mark my neck her lipstick

Been having unlucky summers

Feels good to have some different

Injections of dopamine in my system

 

Bloody hair because i wanted to feel different

Harley boots leather pants

I can’t tone down my image

And these pointer chains

Smooth Christian

Dior my hoe because she chose a winner

I’m still dressed like the middle of winter

LoverLoser stupid nonstop drug abuser

Pt cruiser tryna get close to my spoiler

Put that bitch super

Double C plus shark boots for she

Balenci and Rick Owen for me

Match my fly she match my steeze

Dark love CH my lenses

Make her cream

In my head Therapy won’t help me

Imma moron for just thinking that

Label me a headcase

And I ain’t never think of going back

We got an invader

Mp7 p90 paramedics couldn’t save em

Pulled up all black massacre look like darth Vader

Lost in time off psychedelics

Take too much I’m very reckless

Threw up the only thing I ate

That was for breakfast

Clean myself up

I’m used to this

I’m embarrassed

Junkster roll another one

To fade out whatever’s

Left in Me because

The drugs my body reject them

But without em I’m so helpless