I feel like (I feel like, I feel like)

Everybody got a ticking time bomb in 'em (ticking time bomb in 'em, ticking time bomb in 'em)

It's only a matter of time (it's only a matter of time)

They probably think I want attention (no)

But the fact of the matter is that I wish I had a dime I could roll

Fuck it, I'm about to go find me some 'dro

Like I'm sick in the biz, I'm beefin' think I'm 'bout to dive into smoke

I ain't controlling my mind any more

I go MK, fatalities gonna rise with the toll (grrh)

The homie just hit me up with a zip

He said maybe I wasn't lit enough

But nah, my ****, I'm in the zone

Too many bitches that hide in my phone

Don't know what I'd be doing daily when I got wifey at home (man)

Thinking 'bout the past, how they might did me wrong

And I never got better, so fellas, I feel alone (man)

Now tell me, who am I to condone?

The hurt that I causin' to everybody that's riding alone

I'm better off riding alone (shit)

I need to be corrected like pen

And my music's righting my wrongs

Now when I got this nine to my dome

Like a fitted got the terry rocking

They steady watching, they hella jocking, Terrell is hot

And on my momma, homie, you will never find a better topic (huh)

I'm gettin' top and the yellow jumpin'

I feel like Fetty Wap because the bed is rocking

And I bet you Betty watching (huh)

Sleeping with one eye open

Counting this fetty, whopping

They don't wanna give a **** credit like a debit option (huh)

I bet your motherfucking head is rocking

I be going, serial murderer

On the beat with the machete chopping (yeah)

You think you thugged out?

When you drug out of a drug house leaking blood out?

****'s right his wrong

But I don't give a fuck 'bout whatever he said

I'm knocking everybody out that got a problem with myself

Because the way that I'm living ain't healthy, bruh

I'm falling, can somebody help me up?

Before I explode, and I feel myself combust

Before I self-destruct

I know the time is ticking while I self corrupt (self-corrupt)

And when I fall, nobody's gonna help me up (before I self-destruct)

This place I really hate it, in my shell, I'm tucked (in my shell, I'm tucked)

'Cause there's no telling when I'm 'bout to self-destruct (before I self-destruct)

And ain't nobody that did help me up

'Cause I'm a person who ain't dealt with stuff

Ain't no one else's help

It's just me, myself and I

And when I think about it, ain't nobody else but us (before I self-destruct)

And I don't need a bomb strapped to my chest

When I snap, I'll react 'til I'm dead

What I need is some weed

Then go ask for some head, getting faded

With my lady, then I relax in my bed, what I said, homie

See, I self-destruct, I tried suicide once and died

And came back, I'm a ghost of my former myself now

None of my homeboys would help out

I make another Instagram story, recording meltdowns

Violent tirades, lining driveways

Dined divine and white lines and nice strays

Defile with my pace, it's dark, the blind shades are shut

The only dripping I'm tripping is my drain

Making it to my veins with my nostril clogged

And a doctor called, said my wife is sick

Deep inside we wishing her condition is life or death, but it isn't

Tell that motherfucker write a script

I sent the dude a email

Told her not to fuck with the medicine, almost senselessly abused a female

Talking shit in the pharmacy for making me wait

It's your fault, all you had to do was to approve the refill

'Cause there's so many wounds that need healed

Abusive future made a move to quit the booze

The ZzzQuil, it finally wore off

I'm broke, I smoke, but don't drink

Time again to begin a newer me now

I know no matter what, I'll never have a clean image

I don't ever get a fair shade

Béarnaise sauce on my rare steak with a side of cream spinach

On the stage, bitches scream like they seen Gene Simmons

I'm a bad bitch puller

Fat and ugly as ever, but never been afraid to stack big mula

Knocking at your door like a masked intruder

Got your lady role-playing like a Catholic schoolgirl

Electrifying feeling, wish I had this sooner

People think I'm soft since I cleaned up

But I self destructed this, saying, "fuck Rittz"

Push your top back in a Gladiator Jeep truck

I'm Rittz, bitch!

I know the time is ticking while I self-corrupt (ya-uh-yeah!)

And when I fall, nobody's gonna help me up (before I self-destruct)

This place I really hate it, in my shell, I'm tucked (in my shell, I'm tucked)

'Cause there's no telling when I'm 'bout to self-destruct (before I self-destruct)

And ain't nobody that did help me up

'Cause I'm a person who ain't dealt with stuff

Ain't no one else's help

It's just me, myself and I

And when I think about it, ain't nobody else but us (before I self-destruct)

And I don't need a bomb strapped to my chest

When I snap, I'll react 'til I'm dead

What I need is some weed

Then go ask for some head, getting faded

With my lady, then I relax in my bed, what I said, homie

Listen to the soliloquy of the trilogy

It'll be iller when you enter the energy, out of your epitome

Out of verbal villain, the killer be like a Wu

Tang, I bang 'em and physically put them in the memory

Blurrin' the flow and I bring it back into focus

I shake it and make it pause

Put it back in motion, attacking 'em like I'm Jaws

When I crack 'em open, I got a heart

I catch 'em and throw 'em back in the ocean

I'm a fisherman with ambition, when I be in a mission

I piss a bitch for ****, forget it

For the mere mention of money

Make me want it and then I gotta be on it to get it

'Cause I finesse it to get it out of predicament

How could you dance? How could you smile?

How could you party, living in a horror when you know I'm around?

'Cause I be terrorizing you and your friends like I'm It

'Cause I'm the shit, kicking the style

You know I'm a clown I catch you every night alone

I don't know right from wrong

All I know is that I gotta kill 'em

When I write a song with the microphone

I'm creeping on 'em like caterpillar

When I catch you off guard

I took a look at the eyes of a **** that tried to talk hard

To a flower for the lost God

I'm a knower of the lost arts

I stall on 'em 'til they saw sparks

Beat 'em in a battle, their sample's anatomy

Fuck up your frequency frequently

Then I kill 'em with energy

Every bit of me warranted to leave and your body tormented

I'm disoriented, thought I was killing the enemy

Then I have to figure out

I was inflicting pain when I felt the touch

Then I realize it was me I was doing it, too

This is how the mind can self-destruct

Twista

I know the time is ticking while I self corrupt (self-corrupt)

And when I fall, nobody's gonna help me up (before I self-destruct)

This place I really hate it, in my shell, I'm tucked (in my shell, I'm tucked)

'Cause there's no telling when I'm 'bout to self-destruct (before I self-destruct)

And ain't nobody that did help me up

'Cause I'm a person who ain't dealt with stuff

Ain't no one else's help

It's just me, myself and I

And when I think about it, ain't nobody else but us (before I self-destruct)

And I don't need a bomb strapped to my chest

When I snap, I'll react 'til I'm dead

What I need is some weed

Then go ask for some head, getting faded

With my lady, then I relax in my bed, what I said, homie