lost in translation

[Verse 1]

When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell

Cause I'm a fuckin junkie, it ain't hard to fuckin tell

It don't make sense going to heaven with the goody goody

Dressed in white, I like black tees and black hoodie

God'll prolly have me on some real strict shit

No snortin all day, no smokin that trippy stick

Sober with the goody goodies lounging in paradise

Fuck that shit, I wanna smoke weed and snort ice

All my life I've been concidered as a junkie

Crazy fucking mother, just another psycho hokey

Drug after drug, from pills down to snortin

Maybe my mother should've had a fucking abortion

Wish I could be the way I was when I was younger

Gettin' high to maintain just so I don't suffer

I wonder if I die will tears come to your eyes?

Forgive me for my addictions, forgive me for my lies

Been with my girl for 6 years, broken up for two

Who's to blame for that shit? (Naah homie not you)

I swear to god I wanna just slit my wrist and end this bullshit

Throw the Glock to my head, threaten to pull it

And squeeze until the walls completely red

They glad I'm dead, another fuckin' drug head

Anxiety is building up, I can't believe suicide is on my fuckin' mind

And I'm a fiend, I swear to god I feel like death is fucking calling me

But y'all wouldn't understand (homie talk to me, please man!)

You see, it's kinda like the dope did Cobain and Nirvana

Just wanna end it all, no more no drama

Should I die on my bed, throw 'em back and OD?

People at the funeral frontin like they miss me

My old lady kiss me but she glad I'm gone

She knew my addiction was just that strong

I reach my peak, I can't speak

Call my homie tyson tell him that my will is weak

I'm sickin' of always crying, I'm sick of fucking cunts

And matter fact I'm sick of talking I'm done

*BANG*