She said i should get my haircut
Get out and do some wild stuff
But i can't even get up
I'd rather die than wake up
She said i should get my haircut
And pick her up, she wanna f*ck
But i can't even get up
I'd rather die than wake up
My mom doesn't know me
My dad thinks i owe him
My sisters always wanted to see me dead or prison
I'm back to isolation
I like the sensation
I don't really need yuh cus y'all never listen
I got one, two, three too many problems to deal with
Living like a robot somebody hit the kill-switch
Erase my whole hard drive
The drive jumped out my spine
And landed feet first running straight out my life
I know one day it'll come back ready to beat the beat up
I don't think none of yuh can compete or can keep up
Once i hit the streets i know y'all wanna meet up
Maybe once i get some money y'all wanna speak up
About my obsession, addiction, depression, complexion of my sessions
Pressing these lessons to the back of my head
I know they won't really f*cking love me till I'm dead
RIP my youth, my obituary read
She said i should get my haircut
Get out and do some wild stuff
But i can't even get up
I'd rather die than wake up
She said i should get my haircut
And pick her up, she wanna f*ck
But i can't even get up
I'd rather die than wake up
I wanna die
So i can see
What y'all truly f*cking think about me
I'm cold as ice
But i hate snow
Every f*ckin winter i hit a new low
California's calling my f*cking name
I'm picking up, like babe book me a plane
I need a ray of sunshine perched on my lap
I like smokin backwoods but i'm not a sap
I got one, two, three, too many problems to deal with
So i'm running from them faster than a tesla model s
Bitch i'm finna smoke three blunts cus the xans dont detest
My self destruction cus i ain't really nothing but a mess
She said i should get my haircut
Get out and do some wild stuff
But i can't even get up
I'd rather die than wake up
She said i should get my haircut
And pick her up, she wanna f*ck
But i can't even get up
I'd rather die than wake up