[Verse 1: LXWLIFE]
Never floatin' with emotions
You think I'm copin', well I'm boutta have an open wound
Flip it for the moment
I'm just slowly gettin' closure from the bitch that got me sprung
Since day one, I knew the trouble would have to come
I got Adderall, smokin' methanol, you pour for the mourn
My Molotov, burnin' up the car, I can't do with y'all
Lost perceptions due to circumstances, how unfortunate
You think I wanna fuckin' look at you?
[?], bitch

[Verse 2: SURGE]
Evaluate, my time is running out
Make assumptions, they can choose the thoughts that linger in my head
But nothing will not control me
Mister fuckin' lonely
Sippin' on petrol, man
Distant, that's my own way
If I gave up, maybe I'll just pack my bags
I been grateful, [?] for all of my fuckin' fans
Let a pussy try to hold me
Boy, you [?] phony
That's what's really [?]
Shine like I'm a Roman