Hook:
Welcome to the devils playground,
Where the Kay rounds, come down
Fallin hard, green,blue,brass,gold tips
Verse 2:
Medicated
So sedated
Double cup the pain gone
Trouble in a rain storm
Scrambled mind withdrawn
We related
But I don't feel a connection you evaded
Fifteen I graduated
From a profession dealing possessions the p punctuated
Pushing
Obsessions in my mind gradually suffocated
Record with the same song
Pleasure fading so long
Those who wanna do me wrong
Stab me in my back, n say you love me when I'm long gone
Cll the homies dead, or they f*cked up in the head now
Lost in the abyss
Sick of feeling like shit
Do I really exist?
If so then is this as good as it gets?
I really hope it gets better than this
Suicide constantly crosses my head right
Honestly this world would be better if I was dead ( on sight )
F*ck it, I wouldn't be able to regret it
Maybe then I wouldn't be stuck remembering every word that I've ever said
It feels like I'm locked in a box or shed ( Suffocation No Breathing)