Everybody is half dead, everybody avoids everybody, I know I'm one of those everybodies, and to me it is terrible Talk is cheap, but my clothes so expensive Fell asleep in my bed with a dead bitch I feel like I don't exist If she ever cut me off, I'm cuttin' both my wrists Used to be a lame ho, now she on my dick Threw away my iPhone, busy gettin' rich Rich, sorry, I can't fight you, I'm a bitch But I'll be down to lose it all once my brother load the clip And her boyfriend's so mad because she likin' all my pics I'm a schizophrenic, baby, that's why I be off the shits Yuh, that's why I be off the shits Uh, yeah, that's why I'm not a bad guy, bad guy Baby, I just need a fat line, fat line In love with the drugs, they think I'ma flatline In love with the drugs, but I don't got cat lives I'm talkin' 999, anxiety is takin' over my mind, mind, mind Yuh, I'm talkin' 666, why you in my crib takin' pics, pics, pics Take it all 'cause it all means nothing Only call me when we on that substance She been on that fuck shit But damn, I think I love it Ah, it's there, then it's gone But I'll be here in the morn' They said "tell me what's wrong" But I don't even know what's wrong