It's The Reaper Bitch!
Bitch I'm speedin down the highway 2 am and I'm smoking a fat blunt rolled tight in a swisher
Still got this girl on my mind driving so damn high down this road I feel so God damn blind
Flyin down the highway bout one twenty-five
Ashes fallin on my black t shirt as I drive
Lookin at my phone at a message left on delivered that's when my depression triggered
Thinkin bout closing my f*ckin eyes lettin myself crash down the f*ckin highway lit another blunt befo I die Got so f*ckin high now I'm in the f*ckin sky
Depression takin over my f*ckin body
I just need somebody to understand the pain of being me in this world but no one will ever understand a nobody like me.
So, I let go of the wheel close my f*ckin eyes acceptin death!