poison [prod.kill ebola]

Incapable of love b1tch i'm toxic
Drxg tests are the only time i'm positive
I wish suffering and sadness had an off switch
That's why i'm drinking when i pop sh1t
That's why i'm puking in the faucet
That's why back in early august
I went to class with pills in my pocket
But i left 'cause I can't work in an office
Rather rot inside my closet make clothes, sell beats
Art is the only reason why i'm still breathing
On my laptop all night when I can't sleep
Back hurts can't see when will someone sign me
Flying out to different states and countries trying to find me
All these meds just make it hard to let my fxcking mind speak
Saying that she good for me but i ain't good for nothing
Maybe if i'm distant I can let my fxcking soul free
Nobody miss me
My mind is empty
Someone come end me
Someone come end me
Nobody miss me
My mind is empty
Someone come end me
Fxck a chain b1tch id rather rock a noose
When you better that's when locals want a truce
But i'd rather crush up oxycontin put it in my goose
I'm already rotten what the fxck am I gon' lose
What else can you do
They ain't give a fxck about me
They bluffed up lie through they teeth
Loosing myself b1tch you nothing to me
Can't even sleep i can't breath
The fxck does you mean? The fxck does you mean?
Ain't no longer the team, You gon' act like you seen
Pistols, poisons, and dreams
Fxckers poppin' them beans just to lean for the scene
You can miss me with all of that
Fxck just to call her
B1tch i need all of that
Lil punk the fxck where your collar at?
Fxck ya questions, fxck ya life and lessons
Fxckers talk your blessings never get to stepping
A motherfxcker can't have sh1t
Doing devil choke hold on my soul fantastic
I wish you would motherfxcker
You doing all the sh1t I wish I could motherfxcker
I pull up to your set i hope you good motherfxcker
All thoughts telling me i should motherfxcker
Fxck around and leave this sh1t for good motherfxcker
Clip to my lip let it rip blow the back out my hood motherfxcker