[Hook]
I feel lost since I grew older
What is there to fantasize?
I want death to come, I'm cold
I'm freezing from the thoughts of dying
I want red Balenciaga's, just to swag out on the side
But since twelve, I been contemplating on my own suicide

[Bridge]
Make me glad of life
All I feel is strife
Even if the pussy tight
No bitch, gonna love me right

[Verse 1]
Still in my head [x2]
Don't want no death from drugs
Sting a bitch, might pop a pill
But I'll float to heaven from the buzz
Bitch, I'm smooth, like Fiji, aye
Wrist blue, might cop, like hmm okay
Sunny D diamonds, cool my pain
No to the ice, anchor on chain
No alcohol, in me, but I don't feel sober
Matter fact feel like cup of milk, tipped over
What's the point, if I have to deal
With demons with evil scrolls
I read them hoes, I go to hell
I came right back, and still feel lonely
Give my soul up, reach down, that's a toe touch
I don't wanna die, but it feel like it
What's my problem?

[Hook]
I feel lost since I grew older
What is there to fantasize?
I want death to come, I'm cold
I'm freezing from the thoughts of dying
I want red Balenciaga's, just to swag out on the side
But since twelve, I been contemplating on my own suicide

[Verse 2]
I might just seem a bit depressed
Hoe, I've been under lots of stress
My soul I keep, cause I want cake
Walk in the woods like KKK
White hoods don't like my ignorance
Black hoods don't like my innocence
And n***as from the south want to shoot me
Because my melanin, like...

[Bridge 2]
This is what I feel
Fuck it, I'm out here, I walk in these woods
And died in my nightmares [x2]

[Hook]
I feel lost since I grew older
What is there to fantasize?
I want death to come, I'm cold
I'm freezing from the thoughts of dying
I want red Balenciaga's, just to swag out on the side
But since twelve, I been contemplating on my own suicide

[Outro]
My own suicide... [x4]