Damn

Looking deep into my soul I find nothing but trouble

Henezzy keep me controlled but sometimes I just wanna

Maybe spark joint lets flip a coin or spi some ointment on the

voices in my head I wanna go i'm sinking underneath

the bead sheets motherfuckers always turning fake so yeah I

guess these bars wont get me drunk until i fill the bank and yes please

I would like insurance just in case i fall and if i don't

i hope the high don't make me try to sell my soul

whose to say that i'm a narcissist bitch i got empty drawers

you don't pay me ass to do this shit so why you talking over

me like you is decent at repeating shit over the beats

so please don't be a piece appease I'm trynna be a better me

Damn and I'm feeling like bitch cause I'm always bitching

bout some shit I'm always fucking pissed

got to play a pitch and i wanted picture perfect wibitches

but all i ended up with in the end was but a picture

goddamn