Comedown $yndrome

All I wanna do is cut my wrist and fuck a bitch
I do not want your vodka
I only want my lean to sip
You cannot be my friend
Cus I don't wanna fuck with snitches
Claim to be a man
But your team mainly full of bitches
I might run away and shave my head and change my name
But I dont see the point cuz I'm already in my grave
I might as well just shoot myself the penalty's the same
Cuz if Im in the ground it's like I never fucking came huh

Jumping off the roof I fly right to my fucking booth
I'm gonna spit some fire
And then I'm gonna tie my noose
I'm hanging from the ceiling
Theyll post me on the fucking news
And I'm a fucking heathen
Im slapping Jesus in his boots
Talking this and that
This Bible shit never existed
It's a load of crap
The god you claim has all the fixes
Imma get the bat
And make sure Jesus leaves with stiches (huh?)
Throw him off a bridge
And leave him rotting in the ditches
I'm a psycho fucker
Without drugs my blood it itches
I'm an addict hoe
You only know because of twitches
Now my mental slow
I like my lines in several inches
I'm gonna snort that blow
Because Im with the devil sniffing
Push the pedal go
I'm off the shrooms I get to tripping
I got the vallies bro
I got these strips that I be flipping hoe