Still depressed

Still misunderstood

Still popping pills popping seals smoking backwoods

Still smoke a swisher if you got it with you

Everybody won't me sober but I'm not a quitter

I say the less you know the better

That west bank fire setter

uicide dream team

It's that codeine fiend

Hell bound is what I'm deemed

Surrounded by crime scenes

Only peace that I know is sleep or be deceased

I can't call it anymore

Get more depressed when I'm on tour

Wake up in the middle of a war

Wake up wishing that I was a f**king corpse f**k

Yeah now if we got a problem then we got a problem

I don't give a f**k

I can't even see that far at the bottom

My cousin toxic and I'm rotten

This ain't an option

I was opting out responsibility

Turn a new leave and get it poppin

Pull up on their f**king a*s

All they do is f**king ask can I flash you with the gas

And so I pull up on their a*s then I ask want to catch the gat's blast

It's always back to back

uicide used to calm my depression used to call it my progression used to make me less upset and uicide now causes all my depression

Sold out shows but I don't believe in souls

So I doubt these shows are going to leave me feeling whole

A couple blunts I blow and now I'm idolized a role model

That'll get 'em to get me to model clothes

I'd rather snort up roxy's until that d**e battle rattles

Nope I'm not about to tackle yet another problem

I'll have to put this one at the bottom

I feel like f**king sodom and gomorrah but life is sweet

Another black petal falling down right at my f**king feet

Another flower rotten a bouquet of efforts

Sour scents are haunting my defeat

Sold out funeral no live nation fee

Captivate 100000 people

Still me and the reaper me

100000 want to meet me

I hope they'll let me be

I'm able to paint a picture most people can't even see

Basquiat mixed with monet when that heron in me

Self critic that's speaking in cryptic

Defying the laws of physics

Let me be specific

Sadistic mr pessimistic

Slickity sloth the motherf**ker they call the anti christ

Used to dream of fans chanting screaming that uicide

Now I get on instagram and they're posting my personal life

I promise it's not what it seems

Climb up just to fall down a stream

Drag me to the river

The richer I get the worse my liver gets

No strippers on my zipper

Still in my room

Keep it dark as I can

Remember scraping up change just for cigarettes

Immortalized uicide

No they won't forget

Yeah playa

Yeah playa

All my teeth gold

D**n playa

D**n playa

I still can't sleep though

Yeah playa

Yeah playa

I be that sheep eater

Wolf creeper but disuised as the grim reaper

Sad playa

Sad playa

I be that sad playa

D**n playa

D**n playa

Thought you was money making

Yeah playa

Yeah playa

Don't change that I'm forsaken

Grey playa

Third razor

Laugh at you B*****s hating

Yeah playa

Yeah playa

My pupils dilating

D**e shot up in my veins

I'm feeling nauseated

Law breaker

Law breaker

I'm trying to feel alive

Make sure my teeth gold when I'm filled up with formaldehyde

uicide

Used to be called a bunch of things before they called me snow leopard

I froze up and shivered off the shards of cold weather with no effort

Leather belt around my throat feels so better than the rope I had before

The results are the same but now I'm comfy when I go

I got h*es that burn their wrist with the blunt they rolled for me

And now I'm always stoned

Always home alone

In the back of the benz I got my squad I know

But I only see them on the road and the rest I know just want to use you

Always want to used you

Snakes in my face yeah I think I'm medusa

Polo pajamas with the pockets ripped

The red white and blue ones

That's why I'm always losing money but don't let that confuse you because now I got a mouth full of gold but baby I'm still a loser