[VERSE 1]
Tape decks - old cassette tapes of my moms
Nah, Shannan wasn't in it; Shirley knew me all along
I ain't never seeing her again; I'm too far gone
Shirley, I ain't tripping - I've been writing too long

Too far to wake up at the gates of heaven
Six of them sins; on my way to number seven
Sickening kid; I'm a barf a bag freak
Nobody looked right when they crossed my street

Pull yourself out; deal another day alone
Piss-pot, punk-ass n***a - go roam
Strong armed all the love that y'all had for me
Punk-ass, pity-party n***a - go home

Toxic ass people stay winning, I guess
Put them on the spot, they'll pass that test
Take them out your life - watch them all progress
Regress; digress - put a bullet in my chest

[HOOK]
Put a mother fucking bullet in my brain
Everyday everybody's got a lot to contemplate
Wishing that you would cross me the wrong way
Man, today ain't the day; one ticket - one way