[Verse]
Cut my wrist from being to sad
I felt pain but I felt real glad

Saw the blood flowing down my hand
Cutted deep like I’m in quick sand

I regret all the shit I do
One reason and another one too

Cause I don’t know what the fuck to do
Who the fuck do I go up to?

I’m asking them questions
But people keep guessing

If I am just stressing
Bout shit that is weird

They text me, they call me and see if I’m fine
I say that I’m happy, I’m actually lying

No one gives a fuck about a sad lil dude
They care about fighting and whats on the news

The crew that I had is no longer a crew
If everyone leaving, then I guess I should too