Off that xan
Smoking crack
Outta cans
Shootin black
In my hand
Ya I am the
F*ckin man
Just leave me alone
I feel good
On my own
Got yo bitch
Give me dome
While I'm in
Ya f*ckin home
Guess she want
My f*ckin phone
I'm good on my own
Bitch leave me alone
Wanna be on my lone
Now I'm back at my home
And it's back to
Shootin dope back
To shooting coke
Back to being broke
What a f*ckin joke
Should've looked in her cabinet
Just to support my habit
Wait I did
Just can't remember
But all I found was some f*ckin shit
My friends tell me this ain't it
Tellin me I should quit
But I mean, f*ck, what do I do
I don't know
You're gonna love me when I'm dead
Maybe they can make a shrine outta my head
Nevermind that's f*ckin stupid
F*ck, only 20, don't think I'm gonna make it 21
Maybe I'm better off dead
Always in my head
Lying in my bed
Maybe need another xan to calm down f*ck it
F*ck me
F*ck you
F*ck everyone
F*ck life