[Hook]
Broke as fuck and hoping maybe imma pop off
I'd sell my soul for hope, or maybe not to drop off
Egg faced lil kid
In need of sum Seroquel
All that shit is very real I dance around the middle men
All my ego dwindling, I tap out too soon
I switch up on the homies just to see if gloom grew
Aye, watch this
Imma breed a new brew of self hatred rap
Of never taking naps
Or take my medication rap
It’s like my bank account is holding up a price ceiling
I'm never nice
Rarely caring for my mind unless it’s
It’s beneficial for the farce that Robin carved
Out of the char and coal of misery
And carcassеs of stars
I build a super-duper-uber-nova
It's noon, I'm boosting coma
I'm usеd to fluently perusing through the hoops
Instead of choosing all the orthodox
It ain’t my likeness to agree upon the prompt and proper
I just want peace and quiet

I just want peace and quiet