Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah
Sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin
Ain't got no lovers
Got no friends
Got no lovers or friends
I got the voices in my head
And they start to make sense
I'm going broke living life on the bend
I'm gonna choke on the words that I've said
I think I'll think about making it end
Maybe this is it, maybe this is it
Yeah
I don't give a shit, I don't give a shit
Sin, sinner, sin, sin, sinner
I'm all alone but me myself and I
They be my niggas
My google search is all pornographies, dead bodies finished
I'm a civilian
With strange obsessions
With some triggers
I'm feeling triggered
Maybe this is it
Yeah
I don't give a shit
Click, click boom
Maybe murder my friends
Maybe this is it
Yeah
I don't give a shit
Click, click boom
Maybe murder my friends
Maybe this is it
Yeah
I don't give a shit
Click, click boom
Maybe murder my friends
Maybe this is it
Yeah
I don't give a shit
Click, click boom
Maybe murder my friends
Out of time, this is it
I'm so tired of not being rich
I don't want to exist to take all of your shit
Head on tight, this is it
I'm just trying to be rich
Filled with joy, filled with bliss
Taking all of your shit
Run up on man's like I got the full clip
Always want to talk, never want to prove it
All of my life is fake and foolish
Wasting my life won't make it through it
Run up on man's like I got the full clip
Always want to talk, never want to prove it
All of my life is fake and foolish
Wasting my life won't make it through it
