Lilcumonmyback - 3 Lyrics

I'm painless with pupils so small
To find em need a microscope
Talk to me, I'm replying slow
You ask me, I'm like I don't know
The Tylenol, my eyes so low
The plug is back, so bye I go
My bank account is dying bro
And so am I, I'm dying slow
Pupils shrink and I can't think
'Bout nothing but the kitchen sink
I'm slipping off the skating rink
Might f*ck around forget to blink
Off my meds and on your meds
So what I spit might not make sense
But f*ck it, guess I'll throw my shit
To see what sticks, to hell with it
F*ck a bitch can't suck my dick
My junk is Trix, it's just for kids
I joke, I kid, I'm not Jared
With my six inch kids' meal, my dick
I put a saddle on my dog
And ride him like a paddle boat
We cracklin' horse on down the road
To find my demon, slash his throat
The pain is gone but if you think
The game is won, you're f*cking dumb
I'm in the mud, I'm sinking
I feel nothing, everything is numb
Hoping to be sober too
Psychosis due to substance use will f*ck with you
You're troubled, what a dumb excuse, so much to lose