"2 bad honey"
Said "I'm all about my money now"
I be on that 'hunger games'
I think they tryna gun me down
I don't wanna wake up feeling
Like I don't deserve it
Already got to many burdens
I cant carry and I'm worried
That I might go broke again
That I might lose all my friends
Can't see in the dark no more
Need someone to hold my hand
Someone take me to Portland
Or Seattle Washington
Where it rains like every day
And it's shiny every night
I can't take another night
Inside my house
I'll lose my mind
I'm still putting up a fight
I still smoke I need a light
I still drink like once a year
Just to tell em i feel
It's like therapy to me
I need to get out of this shell