I Actually Wanna Die

I cannot understand

(Who I-)

Tried to tie a couple loose ends

Now my neck is where the noose ends

Kick the stool 'cause I'm a nuisance

I'll do it live and start a new trend

Never changed, 'cause I did what I wanted

Had a lot, didn't know 'til I lost it

Fallin' off is all part of the process

Kill myself, put a rose in my coffin

I hope the algorithm finally likes me

I hope they put my face up on a white tee

I hope they tweet about me for a night

'Cause deep down, I've always wanted all the hype

Please don't worry 'bout me, I'll be fine

Please don't think about hittin' my line

I'm not tryna push people away

But what can I do when they want me to die?

(I guess I'll die then)

They think it's me, but can't hear the voices

Every opinion killed the enjoyment

"You need to rap, your singin' is trash"

"I'm sorry, but bro, should have stuck to collabs"

When I was 16, I was tryin' my best

Now I'm 23, and I'm dyin' to rest

The last seven years, I would lie to impress

All the hype isn't real, and my IG is dead

I'm preparin' to leave soon

No more acting like everything seems cool

Hopin' death is a permanent green room

Where there's no obligation to resume

"What if we all forget you?" Please do

You talk shit when I bled, you gon' bleed too

Thought I might wanna die, now I need to

Maybe then all the labels will recoup, yeah

(Why can't you stay with me again?)