What's the point of this
Nothings worth living
Worth mentioning
I'm so sick and tired of this F*cking emptiness
So here I go again
Writing out all my sins
Hold shit in my chest
Smoking skunky funky clouds
Dying out
Flexing when I'm low key Down
Low key outta bounce
You seem different now
Yeah Because I see shit has no Meaning now
Asking myself why the f*ck am I even breathing
Stomach stay sinking
Heart beat keeps decreasing
See no f*cking meaning
Why I'm breathing
Shit
Shit will this feeling ever ever Quit
Second myself guessing with This gun on my lap
F*cked up most relations
Hurt those I cared most about
Putting my all to this dedication
Putting everyone behind
Even myself sometimes
But f*ck it