Whisky in the bottle I got fresh Ice clinking
Pour it slowly and steadily got my mind deep thinkin'
Voices in my head keep screamin' like a mental
Patient in his bed, his heart ain't beating
Doctor seems clueless for how he's been drinkin'
He's been poopin' pills since night felt endless
What a shockin' odds
He ain't got sickness
Traumatized past that ain't got fixed yet
Summarize his present he's half crack eaten
Evil fueled driven no therapy session
Molly in the pocket now he's feeling different
Shot after shot hittin' baddie bitches
We the fitest dig a deepest
Dick'em out and made'em meget
You don't see us hanging, no?
Proper project in the process,
Hype keeps banging, yo
Ride on budget, life is beautiful
Fly fly cubed with flower
Mad boy tighter roll
Dealin' stuff, magical
Sad boy, happy now
That boy, this boy, trap boy
Livin' on my CHEMICAL