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  • Sold out shows, but I don't believe in souls
    So I doubt these shows are going to leave me feeling whole
    A couple blunts I blow and now I'm idolized, a role model
    That'll get 'em to get me to model clothes
    I'd rather snort up roxy's 'til that **** battle rattles
    Nope, I'm not about to tackle yet another problem
    I'll have to put this one at the bottom
    I feel like ****ing Sodom and Gomorrah, but life is sweet
    Another black petal falling down right at my ****ing feet
    Another flower rotten, a bouquet of efforts
    Sour scents are haunting my defeat
    Sold out funeral, no live nation fee
    Captivate 100,000 people, still me and the reaper me
    100,000 want to meet me, I hope they'll let me be

    I'm able to paint a picture most people can't even see
    Basquiat mixed with Monet when that herron in me
    Self-critic that's speaking in cryptic
    Defying the laws of physics
    Let me be specific, sadistic, Mr. Pessimistic
    $lickity $loth, the ************ they call the Anti-Christ
    Used to dream of fans chanting, screaming that "$uicide"
    Now I get on Instagram and they're posting my personal life
    I promise it's not what it seems
    Climb up just to fall down a stream

    Drag me to the river
    The richer I get, the worse my liver gets
    No strippers on my zipper
    Still in my room, keep it dark as I can
    Remember scraping up change just for cigarettes
    Immortalized $uicide, no, they won't forget
  • [00:02.01]Sold out shows, but I don't believe in souls
    [00:04.80]So I doubt these shows are going to leave me feeling whole
    [00:08.34]A couple blunts I blow and now I'm idolized, a role model
    [00:10.88]That'll get 'em to get me to model clothes
    [00:13.17]I'd rather snort up roxy's 'til that **** battle rattles
    [00:16.03]Nope, I'm not about to tackle yet another problem
    [00:19.52]I'll have to put this one at the bottom
    [00:21.41]I feel like ****ing Sodom and Gomorrah, but life is sweet
    [00:24.54]Another black petal falling down right at my ****ing feet
    [00:28.04]Another flower rotten, a bouquet of efforts
    [00:31.07]Sour scents are haunting my defeat
    [00:32.90]Sold out funeral, no live nation fee
    [00:36.45]Captivate 100,000 people, still me and the reaper me
    [00:39.43]100,000 want to meet me, I hope they'll let me be
    [00:42.72]
    [00:58.44]I'm able to paint a picture most people can't even see
    [01:01.03]Basquiat mixed with Monet when that herron in me
    [01:04.36]Self-critic that's speaking in cryptic
    [01:07.80]Defying the laws of physics
    [01:09.00]Let me be specific, sadistic, Mr. Pessimistic
    [01:11.74]$lickity $loth, the ************ they call the Anti-Christ
    [01:15.08]Used to dream of fans chanting, screaming that "$uicide"
    [01:18.57]Now I get on Instagram and they're posting my personal life
    [01:21.90]I promise it's not what it seems
    [01:23.74]Climb up just to fall down a stream
    [01:25.62]
    [01:26.02]Drag me to the river
    [01:27.06]The richer I get, the worse my liver gets
    [01:29.20]No strippers on my zipper
    [01:30.70]Still in my room, keep it dark as I can
    [01:32.69]Remember scraping up change just for cigarettes
    [01:35.77]Immortalized $uicide, no, they won't forget