Hi
It’s 3 something in the morning
And I just came down
All the pain I tried avoiding
About to come back around
Uh, what do I do now

Can’t sleep because
There’s way too much in my head
And I don’t want to eat
So I just keep getting fucked up instead

I Don’t Know

Mama told me better than that
And that would be relevant if my head was in tact
But I think I am about to lose it
I look in the mirror daily
And I don’t who it is
I still don’t know what I’m doing
Like damn my
Thoughts are all over
Forget this
Nights when I’m sober
I desperately desire to chill
Quiet deal
Can a doctor prescribe me a pill
Like, NO

Just a Homie up the street
Dealing poison don’t enjoy it
But I know you gotta eat
And
I don’t mind supporting
As long as whatever I score
Leads me not having to think cause

I just wanna feel
Nevermind the details
Just know I am going through hell

Yes
So I get, I get high
I get, I get, I get, I get high (x3)

Because someone said there’s heaven up there