i ain't feeling better

They try to copy, I don't really see the point though

If you were me, you'd stab yourself right in the torso

The reason I ain't done it yet is 'cause I'm fucking used to this

Sober feels sedated like I popped a fucking Ruphylin

Fuck, now my head hurt, I ain't feeling better

I'm feeling deader, I'm tied down like I'm tethered

And if I had a Glock, I would aim it at my ceiling

And if I could feel shit, I would be in my feelings

I guess my time's not up 'cause my heart is still beating

My lungs still work, I'm surprised I'm still breathing

Reaper's swinging scythes in my face, tryna tease me

Bitch, I'm deceased, yeah, but the top still please me

I think she like me, hold up, I wouldn't like me

We are the same, bitch, hatreds very likely

Have a lotta bands, that's why my wrist is icy

Do you feel my pain? Pour some Henny in the iced tea

She said she wanna die with me

But, baby, I promise you don't wanna die like me

Die with me, I'm so selfish, baby

Fuck, I think I'm losing myself again, again, no

Fuck that sad shit, put that ass right in my face

Oh shit, you got a man, well, he gon' catch the fade

Well, if this shit get outta hand, then you know I got my blade

But regardless of that, just put that pussy on my face

Put that shit right on my face

Put that shit right on my face

Fuck, now my head hurt, I ain't feeling better

I'm feeling deader, I'm tied down like I'm tethered

And if I had a Glock, I would aim it at my ceiling

And if I could feel shit, I would be in my feelings

I guess my time's not up 'cause my heart is still beating

My lungs still work, I'm surprised I'm still breathing

Reaper's swinging scythes in my face, tryna tease me

Bitch, I'm deceased, yeah, but the top still please me