Panic Attack at the Mall (feat. Blacksmile) Video (MV)

Bitch dont talk to me
Druggin myself to death
My cuts got some depth
Pcp on my blunts
Put a glock to my dome
Feeling drowsy from all the sleeping pills
Bitch i die every night
Tryna get my mind right
Tryna kill myself
I just might
2 grams in my system
Paranoid schizoprenec
Mind going in loops
Drug abuse
Grab that glock and it shoots
Through my brain
F*ck the pain
Its something that i cant explain
Make my chain a noose
Dont need to write a note
See my red throat

Black lungs, f*ck love
I need more f*cking drugs
I need some f*cking love
But it always ends with cut wrists
Sadness
And a f*ck ton of drugs, hopeless
I'm hopeless, cause of my broken heart
Boneless, your boneless
Because I pulled up, oh shit, her wrists slit
I feel so f*cked