I guess that I gotta go now
Feeling like a candle, one that’s finna go out
Roll up the dope I just need it to slow down
Vision turns black when I fade to the background
When I die I know they won’t miss me
Give it a week and then they will forget me
I live for the present not future or past
Roll up a gram I just wanna relax
Don’t wanna be alone but I know it’s for the best
My heads like my room cause that shit is a mess
Catch me in the backyard sparking a blunt
I haven’t felt like myself in months
Got too attached and now I feel stupid
I need to have a talk with Cupid
Snap in half all the arrows he shooting
I feel so god damn foolish