When I f*cking woke up I was starving
Your bitches name I was carving
Into my wrist, I may emo but I wish, I can dream
Call me Samuel the way I mourn my goldfish, it's a scheme
Yeah you could say that was mean
But Jim is f*cking starving
Jim is done being a Fein
Who else can you think of by observing
Yuh
I move my tongue around my mouth
I feel the incisions around my cheekbone
Under my teeth and near my jawbone
Swish around my lip feel so numb
Man this shit be so dumb