In a state suspended plates with plenty weight
I was moving like a dickhead had to get it straight
Ate bricks thru the day, I thought my friends were fake
Sipping Ricky my teeth still shitty from lemonade
People hit me up daily they think my shit is great
My shit is aids, I hate myself and I hate this place
Vivid dreams of cutting veins with razorblades
I wake up dazed and realise its the same old place
Same trackies for days
Same tracks that I make I wanna change but I'm scared that they'll hate what I say
Sadboy I'm still numb to the brain
Still fuck with the same plug, it's still coming from Spain
Ran off on a few but they'd kill me unless i stay
If I died I wonder who would come to my grave
If I went back to jail today who'd be fucking my bae
Paranoia got me thinking I'll get done by a snake
On surveillance any moment run thru by jakes
Cunts be fake and pretend that they something they ain't
Until they get caught in the heat and wanna run for the shade
Motherfuckers want me chucked in a cage