Selling Art

Lost all my feelings today, yeah what's the problem? What's the problem with me? Yeah what' the problem Selling fake paper, then laugh about them They don't even notice when I rob them Selling art but I'm really selling paper I fell asleep in the streets with my razor Cut myself up when I couldn't face her Eyes red and they shine like a laser Cut myself up, I cut myself up Don't smoke normal shit, I smoke that laced stuff Smoking laced stuff, smoking on that based stuff Wouldn't even look at me, wouldn't even fake smile No girl cause I do what I want Just hoes cause I'm sipping on that wok She made me promise to make the drugs restricted But I was lying, bruh my ass addicted Lost all my feelings again Without you I'm going insane tho (Insane tho, Insane tho) What's the problem? Yeah what's the problem? Lost all my feelings today, yeah what's the problem? What's the problem with me? Yeah what' the problem Selling fake paper, then laugh about them They don't even notice when I rob them Selling art but I'm really selling paper I fell asleep in the streets with my razor Cut myself up when I couldn't face her Eyes red and they shine like a laser