In a state suspended plates with plenty weight I was moving like a dickhead had to get it straight Ate bricks thru the day, I thought my friends were fake Sipping Ricky my teeth still shitty from lemonade People hit me up daily they think my shit is great My shit is aids, I hate myself and I hate this place Vivid dreams of cutting veins with razorblades I wake up dazed and realise its the same old place Same trackies for days Same tracks that I make I wanna change but I'm scared that they'll hate what I say Sadboy I'm still numb to the brain Still fuck with the same plug, it's still coming from Spain Ran off on a few but they'd kill me unless I stay If I died I wonder who would come to my grave If I went back to jail today who'd be fucking my bae Paranoia got me thinking I'll get done by a snake On surveillance any moment run thru by jakes Cunts be fake and pretend that they something they ain't Until they get caught in the heat and wanna run for the shade Motherfuckers want me chucked in a cage