I Am the Apocalypse

Eyes stay bloodshot

Both on fetty wap

Let them roll back while them drugs do their job

Same motherfuckers thinking that they still hot be the same motherfuckers i can't see at the top

6 double 6 til my crucifix

Diagnosed a lunatic

Blood on me no need to rinse

Been dead for years no need to slit

Suboxone strips so i don't slip

But all my cravings still exist

Shit

Sometimes i just need that fix

Sometimes i just need that drip

Voices say you need that bitch

Convinced i'm made to die with it

Scripts stay piled up with my sins

Sniffing them pills all i feel is bliss

Falling from a cliff no saving $lick

Fate laid out no changing it

Found my piece

Accept it

That i am my own apocalypse

Digital villain

The sin of the internet

Your wifi password is incorrect throw up the set

G59 in full effect

Cigarette smoke silhouette

Me and slick sloth in the trunk of the vette with pouya in the front headed straight for the check

Stains on the blades

No that ain't wet paint

That's your favorite fucking rappers brains on the pavement

Typical drug addict

Fictional love at it's finest

I'm pissing away my whole life and it's fine because ruby the cherry is physical

I'm just a piece of shit trying to shine

Ignorant swine

What a pitiful try

Bitch i'm ripping out spines

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Sifting through pine just so i can get high one more time

Let me shout i'm high til i die