they figure me a dead motherfucker, but i’m just a motherfucker that want to be dead
snow leopard with the lead in his head turning me into a sweater
bitches use me as their fucking bedspread
i’ll be the silhouette of a sunset
smoke a cigarette while i compress my depression
stare into the violet fluorescent lights makes me violent
i’m trying to get the highest i can get before i overdose and die
my ribs are nothing but an empty cage, black hole in my chest, big bang
yung plague on the tip of a wave
in my head it feels like i’m a guest so i will throw it all away because when i’m dead i’ll be nothing decomposing in a grave
i’m matter but i don't matter
i can feel my skull shatter from the dull chatter
brain spattered on the wall, grey stains won't dissolve
now i have to paint it all
always boasting my emotions on how i’m so fucking broken
think i’m joking when i’m talking, about blowing my head open
till the moment you walk in and find my body motionless
thoughts of slick keep falling in an open pit
always burn my bridges, cause i’d rather fall in ditches
if life's a game of inches, then my dick has been the biggest
and my goal's to fuck the world until that motherfucker's twitching
lane switchin', same mission, to die and blame my addiction