anxiety attack

And lately I've been under stress

Smoking cess, still dealing with my cousin's death

He was one of the best people I'll ever know

So I'll never know why God chose to let him go

 

Shit, it's whatever though

I'm still smoking til my chest explodes

Publicly letting my imperfections show

Fuck outside perception, I just need affection

I might start slipping into deep depression

And fall victim to suicide when you least expect it

I got the lethal weapon underneath my pillow

A loaded pistol, I swear to God I'm going [schizo]

[Frantic] thoughts, sanity lost, you see me standing tall

On a skyscraper finna do a cannon ball

Send a life saver, every night I pass out

On this lined paper, haters wanna laugh now

Bet they'll cry later, I'm slicing em like razors

Robbing all my nice neighbors equipped with a lightsaber

And I need a hiatus from all of this bullshit

Packing full clips turning you faggots to Cool Whip

Cream is in my pockets even tho I dont need it, I got it

 

Feeding my conscience, shawty wants this pole in her hole

The box in which she holds my soul, I got the key to unlock it

Guns cocked with all of my niggas who are obnoxious

In a mosh pit, oppositions is getting drop kicked

Call a hot bitch anytime I need my cock licked

You niggas best to prepare for heat whenever I hock spit