Yeah, I was the wave
But now I feel the tide pulling back
Ocean flat
Often I lay in this coffin, sleep on my back
Toss a couple of 'em back
My liver really starting to slack
And like, I feel myself decaying
From the cigarette packs
I never thought I'd see the Tussin'
Since I was livin' in the back
I'm blacked out, spare my heart torn in half

Now, I've got everything I ever wanted
But now I don't want it
It feels like I'm haunted, it feels like I'm cursed
Hopefully, soon it will turn into dirt
A material world with a virtual nerve
Yeah, I see what it's worth, throw me out on the curb
Leaving me up on the street of New Orleans
Y'all swervin' away, love is too short like a cell

Roll me up a blunt, aye
I need to get lost, aye
All y'all talk about sauce, I'm wipin'
Frozen cuts with frost, I'm slicin'
Dope and guts and tossin' frauds up to the side
Half of $uicide
A couple million, now we're ready to fucking die

Two cups and a bad bitch
Then I pop me a Xanax, quick
Call Shake when I need that fix
Call Nick when I need that itch
Call crack to the pop, amphetamine
Max Beck in the back, pop seventeen
Young Kurt Cobain with the heroin
$Lick love drugs over everything
Shoot the stars up in my veins, woah
But look at your bankroll
So, just spend it on more dope
More woes, fuck you care fo'

But lately I feel guilty, I feel so badly
They say I made it, and that should be satisfactory
Lately, I feel like I have nobody
All alone in the empty hotel lobby
4am, praying, can I get some rest?
Dreams of $uicide and a need for death
4am, praying, can I get some rest?
Dreams of $uicide and a need for death

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