[Verse 1]
Yeah, so you say I've got it on lock
I don't need help, because it's painted in my head top
Why stop, I should let the meds drop
But I don't fuck with that, I stay focused on my desktop
See you know who I am but, you don't really know me
Tell me what I felt back then if you a real homie
Bitch I know you couldn't, see there ain't no love to show me
Who's a friend and who's a villain, everybody's lonely
Bitch I know you hate me, but you couldn't even tell me
When I let you in you tell that I'm good, I'm healthy
Don't expect the charity if I get rich and wealthy
The gods above will tell me that I'm letting in a hell piece
I don't know my name, anxiety the middle
Mind is a riddle and its got me feeling fickle
Sticky shit, in pickles, erase it all with nickels
Let me sort it out, my mental is my issue

[Hook]
Nixon, tell me what you think
Bitch, you better listen I've been drowning in the drink
No cover up, all that shit you've said will stink
Wash that blood that's on your hands then the red will turn to pink
Nixon, tell me what you think
Bitch, you better listen I've been drowning in the drink
No cover up, all that shit you've said will stink
Wash that blood that's on your hands then the red will turn to pink

[Verse 2]
Betrayed people, tell me they ain't enemies
But devil minds just tangle with their identities
To me all of you silhouettes class as entities
You sit back, lock that shit cause you repenting me
Now I breath shadows, shit is just like my oxygen
Life has bullied me, time that I get mocked again
Murderer next to you never knew I could holster
Death weapons, shooting you up, then you get blocked to death
I'm a terrorist, killing with that injection
I sit at the intersection, You struggle with no protection
Sophisticated students, listen to the fucked lectures
Twisting with its projection, carving out all affection
I tried so hard to make it, I lose my own debate
My life's a mess so break it, I’m just a dumb mistake
My gun is ready loaded, now it’s my time to shake
I’m done, now I can’t take it, we all deserve this fate

(Gunshot & screaming)


[Hook] x2
Nixon, tell me what you think
Bitch, you better listen I've been drowning in the drink
No cover up, all that shit you've said will stink
Wash that blood that's on your hands then the red will turn to pink
Nixon, tell me what you think
Bitch, you better listen I've been drowning in the drink
No cover up, all that shit you've said will stink
Wash that blood that's on your hands then the red will turn to pink