[Produced by SwineLord, Taz Taylor & MayeniacBeats]
[Verse]
They make me hate myself, Lil B
Get home from a long day, finally free
Turn on the TV and then I see me
Paparazzi always get my bad side
They leave an empty shell and take my pride
It feels like a part of me just died
No happiness left, feel like suicide
Open my pill box to see what's inside
Need to pop a xanax bar to go to sleep
Pa** out, no more countin' sheep
Wake up, pop another pill, I'm in deep
Three days, haven't gotten out of bed
One of these days I'm gonna wake up dead
f** that, snort a few lines instead
Feel like a failure, chasing that last high
Got a text from my fam, don't reply
Get high to hide from the lows
Drink some lean so my heart slows
Call up the plug, blood drippin' from the nose
Need somethin' better, somethin' stronger
Can't take the withdrawal any longer
Blow all my money, black ski mask to get it back
Need more funds, need another rack
Blow another pound, steal another stack
I'm a fiend, onto better things, h**n
Sometimes I blackout an' wake up in heaven
Now it just makes my skin crawl
Shoot up all the time, permanent drawl
My family don't recognise me, what have I become?
Feel so low, need more codeine to make me numb
Living on the streets, dodging the blue
No energy to go on a “shopping spree”
Withdrawal brings more depression to me
Constant itching, my brain rotten
What's my name I feel like I've forgotten
But I haven't forgotten that first high
That happiness so good I want to cry
Steal the tip jar while the cashier not lookin'
Hit up the plug, he got somethin' cookin'
Finally got my hands on that powder
Shoot up, everything get louder
Push a little harder on the syringe
f** a little, I'mma binge
But somethings not right
Hands clasped tight
I've lost sight
Not alright
Gone
[Outro]
Born a king
Die like a rockstar
Born a king
Die like a rockstar
Born a king
Die like a rockstar
Una vez que el juego ha terminado
La reina y el peón vuelven
A la misma caja