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Whispers, "Why the voices make me act impulsively?" My touch corrosive, I been tryna OD Why I always got the notion no one cares about T? Wanna watch the world burn 'cause the world been burning me Insecurities, fuck 'em, I need cash Rob youts, push crack, push your wig back Send a yout back to Turkey, selling Shirley out the cab Been up from early 'cause I'm gonna relapse All the good I done, why they focus on the bad? I was tryna stop drugs, drugs stop me in my tracks "Here, my brother, go on, have another" I have dreams of dying, I've been hanging from the shutter I have schemes of frying pussy holes like they're chicken wings (Protein diet) Creatine for the fucking gym, at least mum loves me Bro your mum's bias Shut the fuck up, weed for your arthritis I'm depressed (No, you're not) Wanna kill myself (Good) You wouldn't do it anyway, bro, you need a push Man I wanna live (Bro, shut the fuck up) Here's some cocaine, bro mane, it'll make you feel good Need luck Knock on wood, you won't be good enough Shut the fuck up I'm your friend, no you're not Good looking cunt, I'ma do it on my own Okay bro, delete my number from your phone From Letras Mania