SPLIFF

Run up on yo bitch
Better tip toe quick
If I leave it on a high note
Tiny Tim
No push when they wanna pull up
Better stay on the low
If you wanna fucking live
This cycle on repeat
No I don’t ride with lurkers, surfers
Ominous and still have a purpose, hurtful
Comments gonna make you feel like
You’re fucking worthless

Roll up all emotions in a spliff
And smoke your problems away
Romanticizing suicide
With 13 reasons to play
In the back
Stay strapped
Locked and loaded with pain
Bulletin my fucking chest
But won’t take long to explain

Got the boys in the back of the bus
With The Dagger in my Rosa Parks
6-feet apart with a corona
Gonna roll up in an all-white CR-X
And start the engine
Rev these fucking lyrics
Clutch the gear
On top of the meaning
Shotgun mic directed at your face
So better start the speaking

The dagger in my chest Seppuku
Penetrate your empathy
Banana clip the rounds we slippin’ low
Unload a magazine
Inside my fucking skull
Now crush me up
You smoking grey with green
A suicidal patient
Impatient when they need therapy

Dirty little bitch
Corpse rotting
Need a clean up
Bottlenecking bastard, what a bitch
You better cheer up
Picky with people that wanna
Get under my skin
Hail Mary with the stones
If you want ice up to your chin

Roll up all emotions i-i-in spliff
And smoke your problems (problems)
Romanticizing i-i-i-i-cide
With 13 reasons to play
In the back (back)
Stay strapped
Locked and loaded with pain-ain-ain-ain-ain
Bulletin my fucking chest
But won’t take long (take long take)

Roll up all emotions in a spliff
And smoke your problems away
Romanticizing suicide
With 13 reasons to play
In the back
Stay strapped
Locked and loaded with pain
Bulletin my fucking chest
But won’t take long to explain

Roll up all emotions in a spliff
And smoke your problems away
Romanticizing suicide
With 13 reasons to play
In the back
Stay strapped
Locked and loaded with pain
Bulletin my fucking chest
But won’t take long to explain