Black Hole Music

Fuck

On my passenger side

Bird shit on my passenger side

(That's right!)

I ain't even gonna threaten y'all with this new Glock

I just wanna take some shrooms and vibe in Birkenstocks

All that tough guy shit, man that's not even my style

(But you can still get clapped)

Fake love convo, damn not again (fuck)

Asked me how college is goin', I said, "Never been"

Sold drugs out my mommas basement

(Sorry momma)

I been plotting on the world, get outta this place

Held my tongue for too long, left a bad taste

Caught the mirror, planning with below the waist

That's fucked up (yup) it had me fucked up

Locked myself out my head, don't let me in again

Driving all the way to hell tryna avoid the sin

Broken bottles on my doorstep hurting my feet

Giving myself all this pressure

I don't know what to smoke on

I might just pop some

Addys and pills

I need help, Lord

I feel like I'm Hercules sometimes

(Sometimes, sometimes)

Ain't no keyboard, I'm playing broken heart notes

Vibing, filling my void

Black hole music

Damn, I feel all alone

Yeah, I feel all alone

Giving myself all this pressure

I don't know what to smoke on

I might just pop some

Addys and pills

I need help, Lord

I feel like I'm Hercules sometimes

Ain't no keyboard

I'm playing broken heart notes

Vibing, filling my void

Black hole music

I feel all alone (alone)

Yeah, I feel all alone (alone)

But that don't mean I'm wrong