Fake Love

I want to relax and take a xanax
People live in a fake love
Above them, it is difficult to understand
My mind, I'm blind
I want to find peace
I'm exhausted from this life
I do not need a wife
I need to be alone using my phone
Yah empty messages, images
Where are my pills? I even lost my grills

Everyone will end up on a cliff this is so stiff
Decisions to be taken
I do not need anything else
I want to sleep and not wake up more
I'm in a hallway without doors
I'm on the floor
Molly, weed, cocaine
This shit is killing me
We have been slaves for a long time
I'm not talking about color or religion
And yes of his money
This becomes even funny