At this point I think ima sell my soul
I've been buried in a hole
Decomposing to the bone
No home no calls on my phone
Ima stupid losing mother f*cker that's alone
Got a gun on my lap
Always thinking about cocking it back
Meet a reaper when it flash Half back
But I reminisce the visions got me
F*cking thinking different
Shouldn't do it but I did it
Are you f*cking kidding?
Now my body's missing-
I don't wanna smoke my dope
I don't wanna feel my limbs
I don't really have no hope
I hate the f*cking way I've been
I hate myself and how I feel
I hate these feelings that are real
I'm nothing but a cursed yung first
When im buried in the ground
I wouldn't have any feelings so
I wouldn't feel the worst