Got G

[Verse]
Everyday I wake up and feel unloved
People saying Sidney drown in a bathtub
That's how I feel like anyway
Is it true? Fuck bro I can't say
Cause my brain playing tricks on me
It's the mental disorders, anxiety
But sometimes shit be true
So for now don't know what to do
Should I run away from home
Leave in the night n live all alone?
No one could tell me what to do
Man don't sound bad right now to tell the truth
If I see you on the streets better cross G
Cunt I'm Sidney Phillips do you really wanna cross me?
And I'm tryna stop smoking
But I'm still at my dealers, what you got G?
Yeah, what u got though
If I see a cop that cunt betta lay low
I'ma domestic terrorist
Thinking what I should and shouldn't tell my therapist
Everyday I think about death
Lost everything now I got nothing left
Reading theory with words I can't pronounce
Drawing plans to blow up the parliament house cunt
Cuz I hate Scott Morrison
Stab that cunt now I'm listening to Doris in
In my room and I punch a hundred darts cunt
I won't live long enough to ever have a son
Drafting my note in my bedroom
Thinking I'ma live forever but I'm dying soon
Bet you'll feel bad when I really do it
Be thinking why didn't I talk to him sooner?