Substance

[Intro: Narrator]
Tyler is a twenty-one year old male
Who's confident he can be the next rap superstar
But cocaine and ecstasy push him into a spiral
Of his own ego and groupies

[Verse 1: CHVSE]
Bitch I'm back
Back with it, act like a activist
Trapped like a acrobat
I drop acid rap until my back will twist
Best there'll be, sure about that like I'm ecstasy
Girl named Molly start textin' me
Don't sent texts to me don't stand next to me
Don't want my ex to see that you hit me up
White girl hype so I hit the blunt
Try to blow me for it but my nose is stuffed
Told her "gеt in line 'cause my nose arе bumps"
Look, so precise, breakin' baddies but I'm cold as ice
This bitch a meth 'cause she got a lisp
But she suckin' dick to get the percs of life

[Interlude: Narrator]
Molly, a nineteen year old college freshman
Who fell in love with a rapper
Begins to experiment with drugs in her free time
But addiciton quickly pushes her into depression and poverty
Her only option is to stick with Tyler

[Verse 2: CHVSE]
Uh, lean make a lean
Leanin' back 'cause she'd break the seat
Going pro with those methozines
Seen her met them for it now they met the scenes
Crystal clear got the facts
Took a crack of that and then flipped it back
So depressed bakin' soda
Bad thoughts take away when she takin' meds
Makin' friends pop the bar now they made the press
Never had the fans that wanna pay me yet
But they pull up in a Benz so they can flex
And she DMT, tell em "Y'all are trippin'" 'cause B I see
And that y'all got weed that I'm first to see
You get smoked with a pipe if you gone on green

[Interlude 2: Narrator]
Fast forward a year
Molly blew up online by posting half naked pictures of herself
She started making more money than she ever imagined
But Tyler didn't like it
They split up and she fell back into her manic state

[Verse 3: CHVSE]
Uh, damn, on the ground
Life's getting high again
Pictured a dyin' trend
Trapped a quick and picked up again
Now she validated
Fame's a drug and she had to take it
Not much room for the path she hated
Throwin' caps up like she graduated
That's too much, OD
Sweet tooth, codeine
Sugar on it, lowkey
Sippin' syrup, no sleep
Off the walls and she like to party
Then she blamed it on her dumb ex
Sorry honey that I gotta be the one to say you fell in love with substance