Take pills to heal my trauma now
She wanna heal my trauma, how?
Yeah, take pills to heal my trauma now
She wanna heal my trauma, how? Yeah
All it took was millions, now my momma proud
Still think of that day she threw me out the house
Fuck, okay, maybe you right, baby
Maybe there's something to what you're saying, maybe I can't face it
I know I'm sober, but if you roll it, I might face it
One thing about time, I'm gonna waste it, yeah
Death or jail, either way, this ain't gonna end well
Ayy, outcast, I never did blend well
Ask the devil how he got here, he told me he meant well
She begging I get help, but dad taught me men don't tell
Okay, I been tryna deal with it
I been tryna heal a bit, her favorite experiment, yeah
Okay, love, I don't experience
Love, I can't take serious, drugs got me delirious, say
Okay, maybe I'm delusional
Maybe she delusional, maybe we don't chose the road
Oh-oh, maybe I ain't suitable
Maybe I'm just usable, just more of the usual, yeah
Couple pills up in my Carhartts
Need a flashlight for these dark thoughts
Wherever I'm going, I'm going dark
Counting cash with a broke heart, yeah
Take pills to heal my trauma now
She wanna heal my trauma, how?
Yeah, take pills to heal my trauma now
She wanna heal my trauma, how? Yeah
All it took was millions, now my momma proud
Still think of that day she threw me out the house
Fuck, okay, maybe you right, baby
Maybe there's something to what you're saying, maybe I can't face it
I know I'm sober, but if you roll it, I might face it
One thing about time, I'm gonna waste it, yeah
I been tryna deal with it
I been tryna heal a bit, her favorite experiment, yeah
Okay, love, I don't experience
Love, I can't take serious, drugs got me delirious, say
Tear me apart
Tell me I can't change
Motherfucker
Never answer your phone, I always gotta talk to this motherfuckin' bitch
On the fuckin' voicemail, fuckin' recording
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