Let It Feel Weird (feat. GOBLIN)

I ain't got no microphone I bum that shit off red Lost my fucking phone While rolling blunts up in my bed Schitzo thoughts, gears turning Yet my mind just won't make sense Thoughts of suicide Just put that bullet in my head Lay me down Let me rest Nothin but panic Fills my chest This junkies best Days are left Still tryna find redemption yet I will resurrect my crest And keep my enemies in check By Cashin checks Puncture your vest And See my face with your last breath Tie the noose Around your neck Look into my eyes And know your blessed Slit my wrists and smile less Give others things I can't possess I'm a mess Not impressed With the world that made me this Still I wish-never the less And still I dream until they smash What the fuck Is the plan Can we make some finger hash Can I please Pop a xan That shit would be a blast In the back Of the van Snorting rocks it's not my stash What's up bitch How you been Nah just kidding Fuck it Pass Got some molly in my hand Overdose you stupid ass Fucking lived He a champ Hope the trauma doesn't last Smoking blunts until I pass- Out And blow chunks in the trash Is she still here? Don't know why I'ma fucking die in MA$$ I ain't got no microphone I bum that shit off red Lost my fucking phone While rolling blunts up in my bed Schitzo thoughts, gears turning Yet my mind just won't make sense Thoughts of suicide Just put that bullet in my head Lay me down Let me rest Nothin but panic Fills my chest This junkies best Days are left Still tryna find redemption yet I will resurrect my crest And keep my enemies in check By Cashin checks Puncture your vest And See my face with your last breath I can't call when I need you I can't breathe when I'm near you I just want to please you Can I be the one for you I can't call when I need you I can't breathe when I'm with you Won't see all I gave you I'm not the one for you Takin in a little hit And blowing out a little bit Party for the hell of it That's the time we're livin in It's just a just a phase isn't it It's amazes me that All the people in the room seem to fade to me I ain't got no microphone I bum that shit off red Lost my fucking phone While rolling blunts up in my bed Schitzo thoughts, gears turning Yet my mind just won't make sense Thoughts of suicide Just put that bullet in my head Lay me down Let me rest Nothin but panic Fills my chest This junkies best Days are left Still tryna find redemption yet I will resurrect my crest And keep my enemies in check By Cashin checks Puncture your vest And See my face with your last breath