[Part I]

[Verse]
Baby, come and visit in my underground apartment
I don't got no oxygen, at least I got parking
Here we got the fridge that tell you you'd be better starving
Here we got the smoker's corner for the broken-hearted
Baby, can you tell me how the fuck to die happy?
I just wanna drill my head in dirt and hear it cracking
Cells inside my brain would tell me it'd be too tacky
I just need a freight to clip the rail and come smack me
I'm so fucking sorry, girl, I know I'm still changing
This is like the lullaby you sing to kill the baby
I don't think you can, but it means a lot, you tried to save me
Promise I'll remember you, you're such a nice lady
When I'm just a blob in my mid to late forties
Every time my smaller blobs would make me tell 'em stories
I only tell the one because I want 'em to remember
When I tell the tale about the woman in the quarry
(And then we flip it)

[Part II]

[Verse]
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Baby, I can tell you I won't ever die sober
I don't live no different from the man behind the dumpster
And if it's not no drugs, just be assured I'm in my slumber
Downright dirty season, throwin' up blood all summer
I remember geeking when I walked into the complex
I know I was fucked, it's probably way worse out of context
Shawty been my angel in a time I need it most
Sucks she couldn't save me right before I turned ghost
Cons may well inspire, give a fuck about pros
I still got some slime underneath the dimple on my nose
I suck on the bottle, almost like I'm still teething
I just hope this wine can help me tell you how I'm feeling