I'm addicted to drink and drugs I'm addicted to pain and lust I'm addicted to beautiful women I'm addicted to fuckin' up
I'm addicted to disappointment chronic pessimism love this depressive state don't need a euphemism
I'm addicted to hurting people only the ones that I love I'm addicted to pleasin' people only the ones in the club
but I ain't yo' fuckin' homie and I ain't yo' fuckin' friend don't fuckin' talk shit to me wipe off that fuckin' grin
I fucking hate you people in my heart is evil I want you all to die you fuckin' fake and see-through
but who I am to talk I hate myself as well if there really was I'd be on my way to hell
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contemplatin' death, maybe my final breaths but before I go, I guess I should address I've built up so much stress, from tryin'a chase success never get opportunities though I never rest
it's like how can I work so hard but never get blessed it's like I feel like I am starving, I confess another artist went insane, hold the press I know that life is like a game so I call it chess
I may be dead and gone but I will still be here don't need yo' eyes to see me, just gotta use your ears just listen to the song and tell me what you hear a troubled man wit' a burden that he couldn't bare
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I'm 'bout ready to go I'm sittin' on the flo' I'm tryin'a cock my gun while tryin'a drink some mo'
I'm down like 30 shots I'm like about to drop just need to lift this gun cock it and let it pop
but hold on who the hell is this callin' my phone I thought I turned it off how did they turn it on
maybe a sign or somethin' I mean how could they know? and so I answer it my daughter says "hello"