Low Life Expectancy

[Verse]
Sitting in my room thinking bout shit
But I ain't even gotta fucking room
Cause I got kicked out motherfucker
Filled with doubt motherfucker
Think I need some more love in my life
Should I have a kid and a wife?
Well?
Every single one of my friends do
My family say they proud of me
But I don't really fucking believe em
Because I know could be doing something better
Just to impress em
Every single night coming with the depression
I'm killing myself and an ambulance will pull me out on a damn stretcher
Doctor call, tell my mother I may just not get any better
Who would've known I would've been that mofucka on the street
Holding up a cardboard sign please help me
Can I get a fucking McChicken or a maybe a fucking McDouble man I haven't eaten for weeks
Nothing in my stomach and I'm feeling real weak
I swear this motherfucking hell is always gonna repeat
I'm hopeless I know this
My fans is what's keeping me going
Depression is blowing my fucking self-esteem all out of proportion
I'm hoping y'all hear this and maybe it'll heal all y'alls souls then